Loving London (The Flawed Heart Series Book 3) by Wade Ellie

Author:Wade,Ellie [Wade,Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance
Publisher: Ellie Wade
Published: 2016-09-23T18:30:00+00:00

“He hates me!” Sarah screams at the top of her lungs after a hard-fought push. She’s drenched in sweat. Her body shakes with agony.

Using a cool cloth, I wipe her face that’s dripping with a mixture of sweat and tears. “You’re doing great, Sarah,” I try to reassure her.

“I hate this,” she cries. “It hurts so much. How can women do this every day?”

By the time we got to the hospital, Sarah was almost completely dilated. We weren’t in the hospital room for more than thirty minutes before she started pushing. So, apparently, she had been having cramps for a while. The downside was that she was past the point to get an epidural, so she is having her first baby completely naturally, and she is quite upset about it.

“It will be over soon,” I say soothingly.

“This baby hates me, Loïc. Why is he doing this to me?” Tears course down her face.

“Stop saying that. He does not.” I hold back a grin. “This is just part of the process. I know he can’t wait to get out of there to meet his mommy.”

“Oh no.” Sarah’s face goes white in fear as another contraction starts.

“Time to push for a count of ten. Push,” the doctor tells Sarah.

Sarah bears down, whimpering in pain, as the doctor counts back from ten to one. When the doctor reaches one, Sarah relaxes. Her now red face starts to lighten, and she cries. I hate seeing her in so much pain. I’m pretty sure that I’m praying for this to be over almost as hard as she is. Watching someone you love suffer is the definition of torture.

Sarah ends up pushing for an agonizing two hours before the baby finally slides out.

For as long as I live, I will never forget the sight of the doctor putting the wet little guy on Sarah’s chest. The look on her face resonates with unconditional love. She sobs uncontrollably as she holds him to herself. And, this time, she is crying because the overwhelming love she feels needs to get out. She cries tears of love, relief, and joy.

She keeps repeating the words, “I love you. I love you. I love you,” in between gently kissing him on his head.

She looks up at me. “He’s perfect,” she chokes out.

“He is,” I agree. My eyes fill with unshed tears from the sight below me. “Just perfect, Sarah.”

The nurse takes the baby to clean him up while the doctor tends to Sarah. I hold her hand, rubbing my thumb across her warm skin.

“You were amazing,” I tell her, still in awe of what a woman goes through to bring a baby into the world.

“It hurt so bad. I think he’s going to be an only child,” she says, exhausted.

I laugh. “You say that now. You might change your mind.”

There are a few moments where no words are spoken between us.

I think about love and loss. I think about Sarah as a mom. She will never be the same person she was yesterday.

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