Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Eight

Lilith’s POV

We needn’t be watching this, it isn’t relevant, Lil. Abyss complains. Yet I don’t listen to her, searching for Tabitha’s memory of this day.

The incessant need to watch and feel that day form her point of view. The day my hard work came to fruition…

Her labour progresses quickly, a bath relaxing her muscles enough for her body to charge forward with its endeavour to rid my son from the safety of my womb…

Now that Leo knows I'm in labour I don't hold back on the guttural moans that surface in my throat.

With each passing contraction my legs spread, hooking my right leg over the edge of the bath for purchase.

I cannot help but let tears run down the side of my face and despite being inside water already I feel the pop of my waters.

It comes after a particularly painful and harsh contraction. My stomach hard as rock, my breath caught into my throat and the burst happens audibly.

At least to my ears it does and the bath fills with murky water from inside of me.

The contracti