The General Hospital was filled with the usual hum of hurried footsteps, beeping machines, and nurses rushing from one room to another. But inside Sophia’s delivery room, the atmosphere was unlike any other part of the building—it was heavy with fear, tension, and the fight between life and death.
Sophia’s face was pale, her lips trembling as she clenched the sheets with all her remaining strength. Her breaths came in shallow gasps, her body straining under the unbearable pain of labor.
Sweat soaked her hairline, dripping down onto the pillow. Beside her, Martin sat holding her hand, his knuckles white from gripping so tightly.
“Stay with me, Sophia. Please, just breathe,” Martin whispered, his voice breaking even as he tried to…Read Full Story Here………
