Erick’s POV
We're heading home as fast as we can; I don’t want anyone to arrive before me. I was coming back from an important meeting when I received the news that my son is being born, and I wasn’t there. This worries me. It irritates me so much that I start to feel anxious—I can't wait to get there.
"Faster, Ahmed," I urge.
"That's what I'm trying, sir. I'm going as fast as I can. You wouldn't want to have an accident, right?"
"Just hurry up. I don't want him to be born without me there," I reply.
Ahmed accelerates, and my emotions begin to surge. The anxiety of needing to be present consumes me. I want to see him. I already want to prove to my family that they were wrong. Having my son will be my greatest blessing; I’m sure many are waiting for this moment. When we arrive home, I
