Nicholas POV
IN THE HOSPITAL
Two nurses rushed out with a gurney, their faces a mask of professional urgency. They carefully lifted Monica onto it, her body trembling with pain. Her face was flushed red, sweat beading on her forehead as she clutched her stomach, her groans filling the corridor. The sound was heart-wrenching, each groan a testament to her agony.
"My baby, I don't want to lose my baby," Monica repeated over and over, her voice cracked and filled with desperation. Tears streamed down her face, mixing with the sweat, as she looked up at the ceiling with pleading eyes.
I followed closely behind, my heart pounding in my chest. Fear gripped me like a vice, each of Monica's cries slicing through me like a knife. The world seemed to blur around us, the sterile white walls of
