#Chapter53

I pushed with everything I had, squeezing Emilio's hand. I knew he was in pain from the way that I was gripping his hand, but he never complain. Instead, he whispered encouraging words in my ear and kissed my sweaty forehead every now and then.

I pushed again and fell back on the bed. Push after push and I was now completely drained. I lay on the bed exhausted, not having the strength to push again.

"One last push" the doctor encouraged.

"I can't" I said crying.

"Of course you can sweetheart. You can do anything" Emilio leaned down and peck my lips. He pulled back and gave me...