Chapter 38 STAY WITH ME

• HARA
• Waking up with a wince at the pricking pain from my lower abdomen, I slowly untwine my eyelashes. My blurry visions caught sight of the moonlight gleaming through the blinds.
• My wince grew into a painful cry. The contracting pain was killing me, and I knew I had to call the doctor or visit the hospital. It was an oh-so-familiar pain, that was the aftermath of the waistband I use to conceal my growing baby bump. It was having a greater negative effect on me, than whatever help it was designed for.