The Wrong Woman

After all, rising expectations often resulted in greater disappointment, ultimately leading to self-inflicted suffering.

Phoebe swiftly moved to Mila's side after completing the paperwork, clasping her hand tightly for reassurance. "Stay strong, Mila. You and the baby will make it through."

With urgency, the doctor called out, "Get her to the operating room quickly. We need to perform the surgery to deliver the baby..."

As the midwife began to move Mila's bed, another midwife exclaimed, "I can see the baby's head-it's coming out!"

The doctors and nurses surrounded Mila in the delivery room, their faces glowing with hope and anticipation. With words of encouragement, they guided Mila to push.

Phoebe remained by the edge of the delivery bed, her anguish evident as tears welled up in her eyes. "Mila, don't give up," she softly urged. "Both you and the baby will be fine. Hang in there..."

Mila bit her lower lip, fighting against the excruciating pain coursing through her body. Sweat glistened on her skin, her lips raw from the force of her bite.

With every ounce of strength, she gripped the bed's edge, her veins bulging with effort.

Despite the overwhelming pain, Mila persisted, determined to see it through. Then, in a sudden rush, the pain dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief.

in the doctor's voice escalated. "The baby's

from Mila's forehead, her voice trembling as she exclaimed, "Mila, the baby's arrived." Mila felt a

sheen of sweat and blood, his tiny body tinged with purple. The doctor held him delicately by his

each passing moment, the pain intensifying with every beat. Yet, there was no sound of the

carried for seven months. It

we must stem the bleeding," urged another frantic team of doctors. "Retrieve blood plasma

open. She could barely make out the frantic voices of the medical staff and Phoebe's

for was the sound of her baby's cry. In her heart, she pleaded for the

Mila drifted into unconsciousness. In her dreams,

looked plump and fair, his eyes alive with happiness. A

laughter filled the air,

near to her baby, tenderly holding him close in her

nestled against her, his smile growing even more radiant

now on, I'll keep you safe from harm. Will you come home with Mommy? "You haven't had the chance to meet Daddy

to the emergency room with the report in hand, delivering it to the attending