The labor came quickly.
There were no doctors.
No assistance.
Just her.
The house.
And the silence of the mountains.
The pain was overwhelming, stretching time into something unrecognizable. Hours blurred together. Her strength faded, then returned in waves. She pushed forward because there was no other choice.
And yet, in the middle of it all, something felt different.
She didn’t feel alone.
She couldn’t explain it, but she wasn’t alone.
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