Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Justin continued knocking on the door. "Rose, may I come in?"

There was still no response, and Steve kept crying.

Feeling uneasy, he opened the door. Inside, he saw Steve crying in the cradle.

Justin immediately picked him up. "It's okay, Steve. I'm here. Don't be afraid."

He heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. The glass door was fogged over, indicating that Rosalie was inside taking a shower. She must not have heard the baby crying.

But the baby was crying so loudly-why hadn't she noticed?

Justin didn't think too much of it. He gently rocked Steve, trying to soothe him.

"Steve, don't cry. Be good. I'm here, okay? Do you need your diaper changed?" After checking the diaper and finding it dry, he continued, "Steve, are you hungry?"

Justin quickly prepared some formula, but Steve refused to eat. His cries grew louder and more desperate, as though he was struggling to breathe.

Be good. Mommy's in the shower. She'll come hold you

bathroom door and knocked softly. "Rose, sorry for intruding, but I heard

sound of running water continued, but there was no

louder. "Rose,

to creep over him. Balling his hand into a fist, he pounded on the door. He wanted to break through the glass. "Rose, what's going on? Say something! Are

grew darker. "Rose, if you don't answer, I'm coming

unease compelled him to open the bathroom door. The sight inside shocked him-Rosalie lay

turned pale with

but

the bathroom. He bent down and carried

grabbed a towel to pat her down before placing her on the bed and covering

cupped her face, his voice filled with urgency. "Rose, wake

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