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3 Months later

Moana's POV

" I am so tired Kenny." Kenny ran his hand through my hair from his place on the president next to my bed.

" I know baby." He took my hand in his before he kissed the reverse of it.

" How numerous hours has it been?" He picked up his phone off the table to check the time before he allowed for a moment and also answered the question.

" Fifteen."

Fifteen fucking hours.

" I do not suppose I can do this presently Kenny." I felt my voice break when I spoke and he snappily leaned forward again, bringing his face closer to mine.

" Yes you can my baby. You've done so well so far, it can not be long to go now."

It turns it there was a lot longer to go. numerous numerous further torturous hours of labour.

Kenny was amazing the whole time. He'd guide me through my breathing, hold my hand during the condensation and he'd try and take my mind off the pain by talking to me indeed though he had not slept for over twenty- four hours.

" I flash back when I first set up out I