Amira's pov
I was happy. For the first time in the last one and a half years. My child was coming. I just had to push. And suffer this pain a little more.
And then I will have my child in my arms.
My baby.
Tears streamed down my eyes as the doctor spoke. Patting my thighs in impatience.
" Push girl. Why aren't you pushing!"
I was pushing. I was doing my best. I don't know what else to do. Another scream tore my lips as I felt the bone breaking pain hit my abdomen. Clenching onto the bedsheets tightly, I arch my back to literally push my best.
To no avail.
" Sh*t! The child is going to shift it's position. Can't you do one thing!"
" She is doing! Can't you fuc*ing see? "
Enzo roars at the doctor and the woman finally stops scolding me. Her grip on my thigh loosens and I take
