NELISSA’S POV
The time is finally upon me, and I have dreaded every moment of it so far. My water broke without warning while I was about to eat dinner, and the pain that came with it was beyond description.
Now, as I lay in my bed, back in Freda's care, all I can think of is the searing pain ravaging my insides. I feel like something is gutting me from within, excavating my organs without mercy.
Is this what labor is supposed to feel like or am I just fated to be unlucky my entire life?
Rahlia's face is contorted in worry as she uses a wet cloth to dab away the resilient beads of sweat that keep reproducing as soon as she wipes them away.
"Take deep breaths, Lisa. Don't focus on the pain. Pay attention to my voice, and only my voice. You'll be fine. Your baby will be fine. Everything
