Somewhere in the middle of the night, I wake up to my side of the bed being wet and a slight discomfort. I touch Asher to wake him up, he makes a groaning sound and rolls over. ‘’Asher wake up!’’ I slap his arm. ‘’What?’’ ‘’My water just broke.’’ ‘’Are you sure?’’ ‘’Well, I didn’t piss the bed.’’ He gets up and makes a call. I get up as well, but the pain gets more intense when I do and I give a cry. ‘’Ok, the driver is coming.’’ I manage a nod. ‘’Do you want to dress up or get to the hospital like this?’’ ‘’I don’t care, just get me there.’’ One of the maids comes and helps me down the stairs and outside, while Asher gets the bag and all the other stuff I need. When in the car, I can hear Mr. Thomas on the other end, asking if he needs to be there. ‘’No, dad. We have this under control.’’ Mr. Thomas voice comes again, wishing me good luck and I groan instead of saying thanks. Because what luck did I need when I’m in this much pain, maybe for a safe delivery but right n
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