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Racheal Is In Labour
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Mummy? Uncle Damian? Why are you all shouting?"The room fell silent, as if time itself had stopped. Racheal’s heart skipped a beat, her body freezing for a moment as she slowly turned toward the hospital bed. There, staring back at her with groggy but familiar brown eyes, was Jamal. Her son. Awake.Her hands flew to her mouth, and her breath came in short, sharp gasps. "Oh, Lord have mercy!" she cried out, rushing to his side as tears welled in her eyes. "My baby! You're finally awake!" Her voice cracked with emotion as she sank into the chair beside his bed, grasping his small hand in hers as though afraid to let go. "Oh my God, Jamal, where’s hurting you? Tell mummy, baby!"Her tears spilled freely now, streaking down her cheeks as she smoothed his hair back, overwhelmed by the miracle of him being awake after so many dark, uncertain days.Racheal’s hands trembled as she clutched Jamal’s, her voice still shaky with disbelief. She leaned closer, trying to keep her emotions in check.
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