Olivia's POV months laterThe city lights shined through the window of our hospital room, a sharp contrast to the sterile white walls and the faint beeping of the monitors. I leaned back against the bed, one hand gripping the railing, the other clutching Enzo’s hand tightly. The contractions had started hours ago, each one stronger and closer together, making my entire body tremble with effort. Enzo sat beside me, his eyes locked on mine, his face full of worry and love. “You're doing amazing, babe,” he whispered, his thumb brushing over the back of my hand. “Just a little longer.” I let out a shaky breath, trying to focus on his voice instead of the pressure building in my abdomen. My hospital gown clung to my damp skin, and the room felt far too bright. “I’m not sure I can do this,” I admitted through gritted teeth as another contraction surged through me. “Yes, you can,” Enzo said firmly, leaning closer. His tone was gentle but commanding, the voice of my Alpha, my husb
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