I can't focus on anything but the sharp pain that is consuming my body. I feel like I am being torn apart, but I know I have to keep pushing. Tumingin ako kay Race na nasa tabi at pisil pisil ang kamay ko.
"Breathe, baby, you're doing great" he says, his tone steady, but I can hear the hint of tension.
He is trying to be strong for me, but I know he's as scared as I am.
I try to focus on his voice and the warmth of his hand in mine until another contraction hits and I can't hold back the scream that tears out of me. Saglit kong pinikit ang mata ko nang makaramdam ang pagkahilo dahil sa sobrang liwanag.
The only one who is making loud noises is me, but I feel that my ears are going to explode because of the machines beeping and multiple voices who are telling me to keep pushing. I feel
