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#Chapter 90: Worries

Almara I wasn’t sure how she had done it, but the nurse had been able to mimic the sterile, antiseptic scent of a hospital room. The smell seemed to intensify as my contractions grew closer and closer together. The rhythmic tightening of my abdomen was a relentless reminder of the impending moment when life would irrevocably change.

The nurse's calm voice sliced through the tension, her words a mixture of reassurance and warning. Active labor loomed, a thundercloud on the horizon, ready to unleash its storm at any given moment.

Noah, his face a whirlwind of emotions, stood vigil by my side. His eyes sparkled with a mixture of joy, trepidation, and something
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