Female NovelHe needed to be by Rena’s side-she needed her family now more than ever.
Rena, conscious but in immense pain, lay on the hospital bed.
Her clothes were soaked and clinging to her body.
She felt as though she had been pulled from the depths of water.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Mark approached her, lowering himself to press his face against hers-no one else could provide the comfort of familial bond like him. Overwhelmed, Rena burst into tears, her trembling voice calling out, “Uncle Mark!”
Choking back his emotions, Mark whispered soothing words to her, offering a semblance of solace before telling her what the doctor had told them.
Rena looked up at the incandescent lamp above her, her slender fingers resting on her belly where her baby had resided for seven months. She had already chosen a name for her child- Alexis. The baby had a name, and it would survive. It had to.
“Uncle, I want to keep my baby,”
Rena declared, her voice filled with resolve.
Mark, intimately acquainted with Rena’s temperament, understood her decision all too well.
Despite the calm exterior he projected, his voice trembled with emotion. “I’ll be right outside, Rena. Bring this baby into this world.”
He gently caressed her head once more.
Then, he straightened up and exited the delivery room.
He believed that Rena would give birth to the baby, safe and sound.
Rena didn’t request anyone to accompany her during the birth.
The person she longed for was absent.
As Rena progressed, her body dilated to eight centimeters a threshold that intensified her pain, pushing her to the brink of delirium. In her anguish, Rena experienced a hallucination, perceiving Waylen’s presence.
“Waylen… Waylen…”
Rena whispered, each repetition causing fresh waves of agony to wash over her.
With each call, Rena’s affection and love for Waylen gradually faded away. Yet, in her mind’s eye, she retraced their memories-their first encounter, whispers shared in her ear, the tender moments spent playing the piano together on a snowy night. She recalled Waylen’s solemn vow -“Rena, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Waylen… Waylen…
Amidst the torment, Rena experienced a surge of pain and with it, a sense of disappointment.
Eventually, a faint cry filled the room, announcing the arrival of little Alexis, a fragile miracle born too soon.
Lying in the aftermath of childbirth, Rena remained still, her face graced with a serene smile.