“Ahhh!” I screamed, clutching my stomach as a sharp pain shot through my abdomen. The intensity was unlike anything I had ever felt before, and it was impossible to hold back the cry that escaped my lips. Panic surged through me, and I struggled to catch my breath.
“Paul!” I called out, my voice shaking with fear. The pain was overwhelming, and as I gasped for air, a terrifying realization hit me: my water had just broken.
“No, no, no!” I muttered in disbelief, trying to take shallow breaths to manage the pain. “It’s not time yet, it can’t be.”
Paul had only stepped out for a moment, running a quick errand nearby. He wasn’t far from the house, but it felt like an eternity since he left. My heart pounded as I desperately hoped he would notice something was wrong and rush back to me.
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