Chapter 89

• “...Okay Amber, on your next contraction, I want you to push as hard as you can, do you understand?” The doctor said, her voice warm and calm.
• Amber gritted her teeth and nodded, sweat beading on her forehead as the pain of another contraction hit. She squeezed Xavier's hand, her grip tight and desperate. The room was filled with the quiet beeping of machines and the soft rustling of nurses moving around.
• Xavier stood by her side, his eyes filled with worry but also a deep, unspoken love. He gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, his other hand intertwined with hers, offering silent strength.