Chapter 526
I tried to refuse, but it was no use. My water broke the moment Alexander helped me stand, and chaos ensued. The last I saw of the conference table, the Alphas had abandoned their reports on the Anthonies‘ experimental medicine.
Dammit.
By the time we reached the hospital, I was barely coherent. Dr. Evelyn was waiting at the entrance, a wheelchair already prepared. She took one look at me and started barking orders to the nurses.
“How dilated is she?” someone asked.
“Eight centimeters,” another voice responded. “She’s progressing fast.”
Everything blurred together after that. Alexander’s hand gripping mine. The bright lights overhead. Dr. Evelyn’s calm voice guiding me through each contraction.
“I can see the first baby’s head,” she said after what felt like hours. It probably was. “On the next contraction, I need you to push.”
I pushed. And pushed. And pushed until I thought I might pass out.
Then, suddenly, there was a cry.
“It’s a girl,” Dr. Evelyn announced, holding up a tiny, wriggling form covered in blood and goo.
A girl. My daughter. Maria.
They cleaned her quickly and placed her on my chest for just a moment before taking her away to make room for the second baby. I barely had time to catch my breath before the contractions started again.
“Okay. Here we go,” Dr. Evelyn said. “One more time, Ella.”
The second birth was faster. Within minutes, another cry filled the room./
“Another girl,” Dr. Evelyn said, smiling. “Congratulations.”
Lilith.
They cleaned her and brought both babies back to me, one in each arm. They were so small, so wrinkly, and so, so perfect. María had a tuft of dark hair, while Lilith’s was lighter, almost blonde. Both of them had their eyes squeezed shut, their tiny fists waving in the air like they already had complaints about the world.

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