Gift

On hearing the painful scream coming from the studio, Ms Lola made her way down the stair,

"Clara ma'am, Clara ma'am,are you alright?" She questioned as she panicky took two steps at a time, the closer she got to the studio the louder the mournful cry, she kicked the door open only to see Clara using a hand to support her waist and the other hand grab a nearby chair tightly for support.

" Lola, please call the driver,the baby,

my baby is coming, I can feel it down here. " Clara was all sweaty, she has never experienced anything this painful but she knows this is just the tip of an ice block, she's yet to push her baby out.

She tried walking to the door but her steps were heavy along with the pain she is now experiencing, her face has turned pale.

Lola was inexperienced but that doesn't mean she didn't know what was happening, with trembling hands she punched in a few digits on her phone, calling for help.

"Hello, get the car prepared, madam is in pain and we need some assistance, pl