Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Olivia set her phone aside as soon as she finished, giving Cody cooperation.

“Mrs. Miller, I can’t perform surgery given the circumstances. You’re on your own.

“You have to push them out as soon as possible. Otherwise, the babies will be suffocated to death. Just push. Your cervix is open.”

Olivia could feel her babies’ heads falling downward. They were tossing and turning in her womb, possibly because of the absence of amniotic fluid.

Together, Olivia and the babies gave their last ditch effort like a fish flapping on land.

“Babies, you have to make it through this. Your father is coming to pick you up. You’ll be fine. Everything’s going to be alright. Mommy’s here. I will never give up on you guys, so don’t give up.”

Even though she had experienced this before, the second experience gave her more fear and pain.

Her whole body was shaking. She wasn’t sure whether it was due to fear or the cold.

The other line of the phone was noisy, but Ethan’s voice never fell into silence.

Hold

you with all my heart. Don’t

be fine,

“Liv…”

anymore. From afar, she watched

of ants. When one of them fell, another one

so many

wondered if it was Leia, but her hunch

wasn’t the kind of person to spend so much

was digging the moist soil to stave

slowly lost their focus as she gazed at the

had returned

tragedy tonight? Would she

can see the head.” Cody’s encouragement pulled her

into the soil. Olivia, who was

her mind-she had to give birth to

I’m in this with you. You have