Chapter 112: Bella —Could it be him?

Ava's POV

Dr. Kennedy shuffled his way into the ward and headed in the direction of my bed where I had been lying for almost thirty minutes. Fernando was sitting next to me, clutching my hand.

Turned out the contraction was nothing but a false alarm, the baby was not coming yet.

It wasn't much of a relief. If anything I was a little disappointed that I wouldn't get to meet my baby today.

The contraction had eased a while ago when we first got here, and now it had completely stopped. She wasn't coming anymore.

Fernando got to his feet as the doctor reached us with my charts in hand.

“Afternoon, doctor,” Fernando greeted.

“Afternoon, Mr. Ramos,” his eyes went from Fernando to me quickly, “How do you feel?” He asked, closing the chart, and examining me with his eyes.

I nodded, placing my hand on my stomach and straightening up in bed, “I'm okay.”

“That’s good,” his face morphed into a frown, “I thought I told you to slow down on the food and take a lot of fluid now that you're so clos