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    “Harlee, are you okay? What’s happening?” Clint’s voice came through the phone, filled with sudden worry as he sensed her distress. Harlee clenched her jaw and reassured him, “Clint, rx. You’re about to be an uncle.”


    Clint was momentarily stunned. Before he could respond, background noises erupted through the phone, and the call disconnected abruptly. Harlee was only nine months along, yet her baby was eager to make an early appearance. She hadn’t anticipated that a mere shift in movement would triggerbor.


    For most people, childbirth was an incredibly difficult experience, and Harlee was no exception.


    In the hospital, Harleey on a stark white bed, with Rhys by her side to support her during the delivery.


    Seeing Rhys’ face grow increasingly pale, Harlee tried to calm his nerves.


    “Try to stay calm. This is just the start of the contractions. The doctor mentioned it could take a whole day.”


    Rhys’plexion whitened further as he numbly sped her hand beside the bed.


    Harlee intended to offer more reassurance, but severe pain overwhelmed her. She inhaled sharply, gripping Rhys’ hand tightly, fighting to maintain consciousness. She knew childbirth demanded considerable endurance. Despite the intense pain, she resisted the urge to cry out.


    “Lee,” Rhys spoke softly, offering his hand to her mouth.


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    “Bite down on this. Don’t hold back.”


    As the agony intensified, Harleey squirming. She initially wanted to decline his offer, but the pain was too much, and she found herself opening her mouth in a silent scream.


    Seizing the moment, Rhys positioned his arm so she could bite down, sharing in her anguish.


    The pain escted relentlessly, seeming to engulf herpletely.


    “Get her epidural analgesia now!” Rhysmanded, his voice filled with urgency.


    The medical team quickly assessed her progress. Meanwhile, the corridor outside buzzed with activity as members of the Sanderson and Green families gathered, Nathaniel included, who leaned on his cane at the doorway.


    They had all hurried to the hospital upon hearing the news, but Rhys had already expedited Harlee’s admission to the delivery room. Two nurses stationed at the door looked to the family elders for direction.


    Having been out shopping for baby clothes with Belinda, Sk arrived a bitter. Upon reaching the hospital, Sk approached a nurse and earnestly requested, “Hello, I’m the mother of the woman inbor. May I join her inside?” Her demeanor was serious, showing no signs of humor.


    “I’m her mother-inw, and I’d like to apany her as well,” Belinda added immediately after.


    The two nurses exchanged awkward nces, clearly taken aback by the unusual requests. Such requests were not typical, hence the directive to await further instructions from the influential family members gathered outside.


    One nurse responded with due respect, “I apologize, but only onepanion may enter the delivery room, and the expectant mother’s husband is already with her. Please wait here for any updates.”


    “Alright.”


    Both Sk and Belinda quietly showed their disappointment. They had hoped to support Harlee together during the delivery, but now, neither could enter.


    Inside the delivery room, unaware of the discussions outside, Harlee clutched Rhys’ hand and finally released her first scream of pain.


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