Chapter 201

Ten minutes later, we are on our way to the hospital. Shayla called Janet, her midwife, who told her not to panic and come in right away. I look over at Shayla, who winces a little while she inhales and exhales slowly. “You okay, sweetheart?” Shayla shakes her head, closing her eyes.

“I’m getting contractions.” She whispers, rubbing her stomach. I bite my lip, feeling so utterly useless. What the hell do I do? I’m trying so hard not to panic and stay calm for her, but I am freaking the fuck out inside. “I need to call my mum and the girls. The hospital bag, my medical file, it’s all at home.” Shayla explains, taking out her phone but stops when she gets another contraction. “Cole, please hurry.”

“We’re almost there, baby, just a little bit longer.” I drive faster, and each time I hear Shayla whimper in pain, my insides clench tight. We finally get to the hospital, and they take her in right away and hook her up to a CTG machine that measures the baby’s heart rate and h