Ashley clutched her designer purse like it mattered more than anything happening in that moment.
And Linda? She kept checking the time, annoyed that their ride might be late.
To them, my pain didn’t matter.
It was just an inconvenience.
Then I felt it—a warm rush down my legs.
I gripped the couch so hard my fingers went numb.
“My water broke,” I said, looking at Ethan. “Call an ambulance. Now.”
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