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.

bottle aside. "Steve, do you want your mommy? Be good. Mommy's in the shower. She'll come hold you as

and knocked softly. "Rose, sorry

sound of running water continued, but there was

knocked louder. "Rose, can you

into a fist, he pounded on the door. He wanted

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

his rising fear and unease compelled him to open the bathroom

Justin's face turned pale with

rush to her but

placed Steve back in the cradle before running into the

Justin grabbed a towel to pat her down before placing her

his voice filled with urgency. "Rose, wake

reached out to feel her forehead. Her temperature was normal, but her

then returned to her side. He pressed on the pressure point above

her groggy