~Layla~
The pain had never made so much sense before. Never had I been reminded of pain in the way I was now. Whether it be physical or mental, a knife, burning fire or heartbreak, nothing compared to this. It was as though my body was turning inside out, my intestines being ripped apart and falling out.
“Make it stop— Please, please make it stop,” I cried and shook my head. I couldn’t push anymore. There was nothing left in me to take energy from; I was drained of every single drop of strength.
“You can do this. Just a few more pushes, and it’s over,” Analise said, but I couldn’t.
“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry. I can’t,” I said under my breath as the air stuck in my throat.
“Layla, sweetheart, it’s almost over,” Kade’s mom, Elisabeth, said.
“No, it’s not,” I cried. It sudde
