7 Months Later
The grand bedroom was filled with excitement and anticipation.
Soft lanterns cast a warm, golden glow across the room, while the large windows were opened slightly to let in the cool night breeze.
Freya was lying on the large bed, her body glistening with sweat.
Her long blonde hair was damp, sticking to her forehead and neck.
She gripped the sheets tightly with one hand while her other hand was held firmly by Brandon.
"Ahh…!" Freya screamed as another powerful contraction ripped through her body.
Her back arched slightly off the bed as she endured the intense pain.
Brandon was kneeling right beside her on the bed and held her hand tightly, his thumb gently stroking the back of her palm.
With his free hand, he softly patted her forehead with a damp cloth, wiping away the sweat.
"Gently, dear…" he whispered in a steady voice despite the anxiety in his eyes.
"You're doing so well. Just breathe. I'm right here."
