"Yes... with your help." She squeezed his hand, feeling the strength in his grip as he held hers tightly. "We did this together and we'll get through this together too." Her voice was steady despite the pain she felt, and it gave Sola a measure of reassurance that they could make it through this moment and whatever else might lie ahead for them.
The nurse came in to check her progress again, making notes on a chart as Samantha bore down through another contraction. "Almost there,"
“Samantha. It is often said that the stimulus of childbirth is pain, but some people feel it as sexual pleasure...”
I kiss her.
“Well, I wonder which side you're on.”
Her breath hitched as his lips met hers, her body trembling with the effort of bearing down through another contraction. A shiver ran down her spine at his words, and she couldn't help but feel a spark of desire ignite within her despite everything else going on around them. "Maybe... both," she whispered between kisses, arching into him as their hips moved together in a primitive rhythm. "It all feels so close now."
"Where is he?" she asks softly, her voice cracking with emotion. "The father... where's Sola?" Her gaze drifts around the room, searching desperately for his face amidst the blur of medical staff and machinery. She can feel the knot in her stomach begin to tighten, the fear and uncertainty creeping back in as she wonders what could have happened to him.
The nurse offers a reassuring smile before speaking up. "He left some time ago, dear.
(Continue)
“Left? But… why?” A wave of panic washes over her as she struggles to comprehend the situation.