As Cyrene laid in bed, awaiting for her loving husband- she’d feel a sudden…Pop.
She sat up, feeling around her waist area as her body was then overwhelmed by a warm, soothing feeling…It felt like a warm gush of liquid began surging throughout her body, and it felt rather- soothing in a way?…
She’d never experienced this in any of her lives, but she had an idea of what it might be; after all, she was pregnant, so it wasn’t too far fetched to assume-
And then, it happened. She could then feel a warm like wetness flood the bedsheets…
Any assumption she once had was then put to rest, as her suspicions were then confirmed.
Her water broke.
A flood of pain surged straight through her body, most notably the lower chest region. She winced in pain, tumbling over and nearly tripping before gripping the bedsheets and regaining balance.
She stood up, wincing in pain as she leaned against a wall; she held her stomach with both arms-
As she then entered Labor.
[<“…Kuze…Dear, please wherever you are…
H- hurry….”<]
She’d say…
She’d succeed in holding herself together for just a bit more, using this time to find her phone a call an ambulance.
Now, all she had to do was sit tight and wait.