Asher’s Point of View “I hate you.” Sienna snaps, glaring at me. “I love you too, baby.” I say softly and she narrows her eyes even more of that is possible. “I mean it, Asher!” Sienna snaps, gripping my hand so tightly I’m fairly certain she’s trying to break it. “I cannot believe I let you do this to me again!” “Hey, I didn’t do this alone." I argue carefully and she glares at me again. “You absolutely did.” She snaps and the nurse coughs softly like she is trying not to laugh. I lean closer to Sienna. “You’re doing amazing.” I say, wiping some hair from her face. “Don’t patronize me.” She snaps. “I’m not. You are...” “Don’t you dare say I’m glowing.” She says and I shake my head. “You are not glowing, more like glistening.” I say trying to lighten the mood, but it doesn’t work. She squeezes my hand again, hard, and I wince. “Okay, that one hurt.” I mutter. “Good.” She mutters. Another contraction hits and she groans loudly.
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