EVE'S POV I woke up at 3:17 a.m. with a sharp, tightening pain low in my belly that didn’t feel like the usual Braxton Hicks. At twenty-eight weeks, I’d gotten used to the little aches and the baby’s strong kicks, but this was different. It wrapped around my middle like a band and made me suck in a sharp breath. I lay still for a minute, hand on my belly, waiting for it to pass. It did… but then another one came five minutes later. Stronger. “Shit,” I whispered into the dark room at Jessica’s place. My heart started racing. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, breathing through the next contraction. By the time the third one hit, I was scared, really scared. I called Jessica first. She was in my room in under a minute, still half-asleep but instantly alert when she saw my face. “How far apart?” she asked, already grabbing my hospital bag from the closet. “Four or five minutes,” I said, voice shaking. “This doesn’t feel right, Jess. It’s too early.” She helped me up, kept
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