POV: Sofia
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The second birth was faster.
Water broke at midnight. Contractions started an hour later. By 3 AM, we were at the hospital, Luna with Elena, Antonio pacing the waiting room like a caged animal.
"Sit down," I said.
"Can't."
"Then breathe. You're making me nervous."
He sat. Breathed. Stood up. Sat down.
"I'm not good at waiting."
"I know."
"This was easier last time."
"Last time you didn't know what to expect. This time you do."
He looked at me. "That's what scares me."
I took his hand, pulled him close.
"I'm okay. The baby's okay. We're going to be fine."
He kissed my forehead. "I love you."
"I love you too. Now sit down before I have to deliver this baby myself."
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ANTONIO
The birth was chaos.
Sofia was amazing—stronger than anyone I'd ever seen, pushin
