LOGINWhen Patricia entered the room, the atmosphere of the room was transformed, like the quietness that had been so painstakingly established in the last couple of days was broken at once. Ava stood motionlessly on the bed, her hands clenching on the edge of the blanket, and Marcus stood beside the door with a closed face.
Patricia slowly turned her eyes about t
“Ava, don't close your eyes, stay with us,” the nurse said urgently, leaning over him, her voice steady with concern as she watched Ava trying her best to get through another wave of pain that seemed stronger than any before.“So tired,” Ava whispered, her voice barely audible, and her body shaking from fatigue.The doctor, standing at the foot of the bed, replied quickly, "I know. “But we are nearly there, you must go on.”Ava shook her head feebly, tears running down her cheeks.“I don't think I can…,” she said.
The nurse stood by the bed, patiently and firmly urging Ava to breathe deeply and slowly. The nurse monitored Ava's breathing, urging her to take slow and deep breaths as another surge of pain rolled through her body.“Can't, it hurts too much,” Ava cried, tears running down her face, shaking her head.The doctor tried to console her, saying, “You're doing well.” “Try to concentrate only on breathing.”Ava wanted to hear, but the pain came and went in waves, leaving her with little relief.“Marcus…?” she whispered weakly.
“Marcus… it hurts…,” Ava cried out, her voice shaking as another powerful contraction hit her, her fingers clenching his arm as if it would make it worse if she let go.“Yeah, yeah,” Marcus said quickly, keeping his cool as much as possible, although his panic was growing. Let's now go to the hospital.He did not hesitate a moment longer; then, carefully, he helped her to a seated position before putting his arm around her as they headed towards the door, her feet faltering and moving slowly as the pain continued to come in waves.Ava gasped, “I can’t walk fast.”Marcus
The doctor went over her chart again and again, but she couldn't talk because she was afraid; she wanted to go home, she was afraid not to go home.The doctor looked at her and said, "For the time being, you are stable. “So that we can wash you off.”Ava blinked.“Discharge?” she repeated.“Yes,” he said. “However, if there are certain circumstances.”Standing next to her, Marcus moved closer.“What sort of conditions?&rdq
The nurse was urgent, her voice cold yet hard, for the baby's heart rate was dropping, and in no time at all, more medical personnel flooded into the room, and Ava was clinging to Marcus's thumb so tightly, she was frozen stiff on the bed.“No… what's going on… please?” Ava's voice trembled as she cried.“Don't panic,” one doctor sternly said as he approached her. “You have to remain still.”“Oh no, I can't lose this baby, Ava whispered, tears making their way into her eyes. “Please… do something.”“Yes,” replied the doctor, quickly, &ldqu
Marcus ran into the hospital room and his breath came out a little unevenly as his eyes fell instantly on Ava, pale and quiet, and machines beeping softly over her, and he stood there a moment, as though he were too scared to move any nearer. Ava said soothingly.“Ava…” he called softly.Ava looked slowly around as she heard his voice, and when his face looked up toward her, even the weariness in her face seemed to soften.“You came,” she said, and I sighed.Marcus drew near, without hesitation.“Naturally, I came
Lydia did not move until the sound had subsided in the hall. Her hands were trembling, her chest was tight, and all the whispers she had heard were still reverberating in her head. Marcus was at a few paces off the altar, stiff and pale, and had the appearance of a man who had been struck by an obje
No one spoke, one long second after Bella had said the name, Marcus. It was like the freezing of the air itself. Then the room exploded.Voices rose all at once. People rose, and chairs were scraping ominously against the floor. Somebody screamed, “This is crazy! " As some other voice shouted, "How
The room remained frozen after Bella's final words. No one moved. No one breathed. The gentle wedding music was already silent, and the stillness was oppressively quiet, and everyone could feel the weight.Bella was erect on the aisle, with her shoulders natural, her expression serene, in something
Bella was sitting alone on the bed, and her laptop was open, and her phone was next to it. The room was silent, and her thoughts were in motion. She had even shut the door, yet nobody ever entered her room without knocking. And this night, she desired no company whatsoever. And what she was doing w







