Lexi“Push Lexi, push!” his voice whispers near me, raw with panic but firm. Manny Rex, my mate and husband-to-be, brushes the hair off the wetness of my forehead. His eyes tell me everything I need to know—he’s not prepared to lose me, Lexi. “I can't, I can't,” I pant, blowing hot breath through pursed lips, pain ripping through me like wildfire in relentless waves. His hands grip mine tighter. He touches my cheek with the back of his hand, wiping the hot tears off. “Look at me,” he says hoarsely, “Don't worry about anyone else here. Not the doctors, the nurses. Feel my hands, I'm here with you. And you can do it.”Across the top of the mountain of my swollen belly covered in green sheets, the anxious doctor's eyes peer at me. He nods in encouragement and so do the two nurses with him. “Lexi,” Manny’s voice jabs at my almost blocked ears again.“Manny?” “Lexi, you just need to push, that's all. Can you do that for me?” he asks, smiling nervously.“Hold me, Manny, hold me, please.
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