Chapter 47

• REBECCA
• As the waves of contractions surged through me once more, their intensity shattered any semblance of control I had. My stifled cry transformed into a resounding bellow, my fingers clenching around Artemy's hand, the agony carving its mark into every fiber of my being.
• It dawned on me that I might have been squeezing his hand with an almost superhuman force, perhaps even to the point of inflicting pain upon him. I caught glimpses of his wincing reaction, a testament to my unintentional grip.