99 TIMES DIVORCED: My Alpha Husband Wants Me Back
The heat spreads from my chest and rushes down into my stomach, wrapping around the cold panic like a protective, warm shield.
The sharp, continuous screech of the monitor suddenly breaks. It sputters, the alarms dying down as a new, heavy rhythm takes over the machine.
*Thump-thump. Thump-thump.*
The sound is so loud it vibrates right through my ears. It isn't a weak, failing flutter anymore. My baby's heartbeat is sudden, strong, and perfectly stable, backed by the sheer strength of the blood running through us.
As the rhythm steadies, the violent shaking in my muscles finally begins to stop. My spine relaxes, sinking back into the soft pillows as my breath leaves my lungs in a ragged gasp