The sharp sound from the monitor did not last, and within seconds the doctors regained control, their movements tightening into precision as they adjusted the readings and stabilized what had spiked.
The tension in the room remained, but it no longer felt like something breaking. It felt like something pushing forward.
"Stay with me," the doctor said again, her tone firm but steady, her focus locked on
Vivian. "You're almost there." Vivian's breathing was heavier now, her body strained under the force of each contraction, but her eyes remained clear, focused, unshaken despite everything she had gone through. Sweat lined her skin, her fingers tightening around the sheets as another wave hit, stronger than the last, pulling everything out of her, demanding everything.
