As I make it back to my room, the baby grows fussy and upset, kicking left and right, up and down, giving me a hard time breathing and standing upright.
"I will bring you your afternoon tea -" the maid rushed out.
That usually calms the child and it gives me a break to think and relax. Today, though, I doubt he will be soothed by some warm tea. At the moment, it felt like he wanted out! Out of the comfort of my womb. Out in this cruel, cold world - The pain is different from earlier today in the candy shop. This one is not as sharp and even if there is no bleeding like earlier, something does not feel right.
I peel off the cloak and toss it on the floor as I sink into the armchair and wrap my arms around the baby bump, stroking it slowly. the pain only grows harsher and I feel like he
