เข้าสู่ระบบAva’s POVThe hospital room had settled into a heavy, watchful quiet. The monitors beeped steadily beside the bed, tracking every heartbeat, every small contraction, every change in my blood pressure. I lay propped up against the pillows, my body tired from doing nothing but resting. The ache in my side had become a constant, unrelenting pressure that pressed on me with every breath. It flared with every small movement, every time I tried to shift positions, every time the baby kicked particularly hard. I kept one hand on my belly, feeling the movements like anchors in the uncertainty.Ethan had barely left my side. He sat in the recliner pulled close to the bed, his hand resting on my belly even when he tried to rest. His eyes were tired, but they opened the moment I stirred. He had refused to go home, refused to let anyone else take over. The nurses had brought him a blanket and pillow, but he used them more for me than for himself.“How are you feeling right now?” he asked softly w
Ava’s POVThe hospital room had settled into a heavy, watchful quiet. The monitors beeped steadily beside the bed, tracking every heartbeat, every contraction, every small change. I lay propped up against the pillows, my body tired from doing nothing but resting. The ache in my side had become a deep, unrelenting pressure that pressed on me constantly. It flared with every small movement, every deep breath, every time the baby kicked particularly hard. I kept one hand on my belly, feeling the movements like anchors in the uncertainty.Ethan had barely left my side since we arrived. He sat in the recliner pulled close to the bed, his hand resting on my belly even when he tried to rest. His eyes were tired, but they opened the moment I stirred. He had refused to go home, refused to let anyone else take over. The nurses had brought him a blanket and pillow, but he used them more for me than for himself.“How are you feeling right now?” he asked softly when he saw my eyes open. His thumb
Ava’s POVThe hospital room had taken on a rhythm of its own. Soft beeps from the monitors, the occasional murmur of nurses in the hallway, and the steady presence of Ethan beside me. I lay in the adjustable bed, propped up by several pillows, my hand resting on the curve of my belly. The baby moved in slow, steady rolls, each kick a small comfort in the quiet space. But the ache in my side had become a constant, heavy pressure that never fully left. It flared with every small shift, every deep breath, every time I tried to adjust my position.Ethan had barely slept. He sat in the recliner pulled close to the bed, his hand resting on my belly even when his eyes closed for a few minutes. Every time the baby moved or I shifted, he woke instantly, checking my face, adjusting the pillows, or calling the nurse if the pain showed on my expression.“How are you feeling right now?” he asked softly when he saw my eyes open. His thumb stroked slow circles over the curve of my belly. The baby ki
Ava’s POVThe hospital room had become a strange kind of home. The steady beep of the monitors filled the quiet space, mixing with the low hum of the air conditioning and the occasional soft footsteps of the night nurse outside the door. I lay in the adjustable bed, propped up by several pillows, my hand resting on the curve of my belly. The baby moved in slow, steady rolls, each kick a small comfort that reminded me we were still holding on.Ethan had refused to go home. He had pulled the recliner chair right up to the side of the bed and spent the night half-sleeping in it, one hand always reaching out to rest on my belly whenever I stirred. His face showed the exhaustion of the past few days, but his eyes were alert every time I opened mine.“You’re awake,” he said softly when he saw my eyes open. He sat up straighter and leaned forward, his palm spreading wide over my belly. The baby kicked right under his touch, and his face softened. “Good morning, little one. Keeping your mom c
Ava’s POVThe hospital room felt both safe and confining. White walls, soft beeping monitors, and the faint smell of antiseptic mixed with the fresh flowers Sandra had sent earlier. I lay in the adjustable bed, propped up by several pillows, my hand resting on the curve of my belly. The baby moved in slow, steady rolls, each kick a small comfort in the quiet space. But the ache in my side had become a constant, heavy pressure that never fully left. It flared with every small shift, every deep breath, every time I tried to adjust my position.Ethan had pulled a chair right up to the side of the bed. He hadn’t left the room except for quick trips to the bathroom or to speak with the nurses. His laptop sat closed on the small table, work forgotten for now. His eyes stayed on me most of the time, dark with worry he tried to hide behind gentle smiles and soft words.“How are you feeling right now?” he asked, his voice low. He reached over and covered my hand with his on my belly. The baby
Ava’s POVMorning light crept through the half-drawn curtains, soft and golden, but it did nothing to ease the weight pressing down on me. I lay in bed, surrounded by the pillows Ethan had carefully stacked behind my back, my hand resting on the curve of my belly. The baby moved in slow, steady rolls, each kick a small comfort in the quiet room. But the ache in my side had grown heavier overnight. It no longer came in waves — it stayed, a constant, squeezing pressure that made every breath feel a little more deliberate.Ethan had been awake for a while. He sat in the chair beside the bed, his laptop open on his knees, but his attention kept drifting to me. Dark circles shadowed his eyes. He hadn’t slept much in the last few days. Every time I stirred or winced in my sleep, he was there, rubbing my back or talking softly to the baby until I settled again.“You’re awake,” he said when he saw my eyes open. He closed the laptop and moved to sit on the edge of the mattress. His hand found
**Ethan’s POV**The office felt too still this afternoon. I sat behind my desk with the city sprawled out behind me through the wide windows, sunlight cutting across the papers I had spread everywhere. Numbers, contracts, projections for the next quarter. I had been staring at the same line for the
**Ava’s POV**The car door shut behind me with a soft thud. I stepped into the penthouse and the familiar scent of home wrapped around me, but it didn’t settle the way it usually did. My legs felt heavy as I kicked off my shoes. The marble was cool against my feet. I stood there for a moment, breat
Ava’s POVSunlight slipped through the tall glass walls and warmed the sheets across my legs. I blinked awake slowly, the penthouse still quiet except for the low hum of the city far below. My hand moved to my stomach out of habit. The little curve there felt real now, solid under my palm.A tray w
Ethan’s POVThe door stood half open.Light from the hallway sliced across the marble floor and stopped right at her feet.Ava sat there beside the bed. Back pressed tight against the mattress. Knees drawn up so high the silk of her dress pooled around her thighs. Head bowed low. Her fingers grippe







