Scarlet’s POV
Julie finally gets me into a room and starts doing all the doctorly checks she can think of, my heart rate, baby’s, you name it. The contractions are coming on harder and faster and I’ve reached a point of labor where she can’t stop it now even if she wanted to, this baby will be born today whether it’s safe for him or not. In my delusional state of childbirth I start crying and Simon and Mark are both clueless on how to help.
“Babe, what can I do? How can I help you?” Simon questions me lovingly while Mark brushes my hair from my sweating forehead.
I sniffle, “We haven’t even picked out a name yet.” I begin to cry harder.
“Scarlet, that’s what you are upset about right now? A name? That can be decided after.”
I sob harder, “I’m also so blessed to have my entire
