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Chapter 160 My Little Hope

Author: Artemis Z.Y.
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Bernice

The hospital room was a flurry of activity as nurses and doctors moved around me, preparing for the imminent arrival of our little girl. I tried to focus on my breathing, just like we’d practiced in the prenatal classes, but it was hard to concentrate with the excitement and anticipation buzzing through me.

Christian was by my side, his hand gripping mine tightly. He looked as nervous as I felt, but his eyes were full of love and determination. "You’re doing amazing, Bernie," he murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair from my forehead.

I managed a smile, squeezing his hand in return. The contractions were coming closer together now, each one more intense than the last. The pain was overwhelming at times, but I reminded myself of the incredible reward that awaited us. I am so going to meet my baby.

Dr. Morgan, our obstetrician, appeared at the foot of the bed, her expression calm and reassuring. "Alright, Bernice, it’s time to start pushing. Are you ready?"

I nodded, though I
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