Sabrina's pov

The pain of labour was like a prison for my mind. In this jail cell of fear and confusion, time passed without me being able to keep track of it.

My stomach tightened, and I heard a scream of my own, without being aware of making it. The pain kept elevating with every second and the only words I could utter were, "drive faster"

I tightly clutched my stomach, praying in my mind that my baby girl, my precious child was okay.

My due date was not for a month. And I had read enough about premature births to know all the risks associated with it. And this is why my heart clenched with fear with every passing second.

I could hear Adam's erratic breath at my side, as he kept driving swiftly, trying to reach the hospital as fast as possible. I knew he was scared too as he kept muttering soothing words to me. He kept saying me how everything will be fine and me and the baby will both be okay. But given his previous behaviour with me today, none of his words calmed me.

Again, a contraction hit me which dominated my entire soul. I felt the world shifting before my eye as my vision completely blackened and I stopped realising what was going around me. The only feeling I had left was that of pain.

Suddenly, I felt myself being lifted up and being laid into something flat, which right now I could guess was a stretcher. I felt someone clutching my hand with full force, as if they were afraid to let me go.

"Ahhhhh," I screamed out as another wave of pain passed through me as finally my vision cleared and I found myself in a bed enclosed within a room of four walls.

Some women were running here and there, shouting orders at each other. A man whose features I couldn't make out kept continuously rubbing my hand, and the only action I gave in response was to squeeze the hand harshly due to constant pain running through my body.

My pain kept intensifying, getting more brutal with every passing second. Suddenly my vision blurred again and I found my helpers melting into the background as if they weren't even there leaving me completely isolated with nothing but their voices.

Voices commanding me to 'push' harder and harder and my screams mixing with these voices.

"Push," a woman kept saying repeatedly and involuntarily I cried out , " I can't. "

"Sweetheart," a man called out," you can do it. For our baby."

And those words seemed to soothe my pain for a second. Only for a second as repeated waves of contractions kept hitting me.

"Push," the woman called out again, as I felt intense pain throughout my abdomen. This pain was more intense than any I felt within these few hours.

And because of this pain, I cried out, "AHHHHH," as my vision completely blackened and my body finally gave out. The only thing I could remember before completely blacking out was a distinct cry of a baby.

My baby.
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Adam's pov

I watched helplessly as Sabrina was lying on the hospital bed, writhing in pain as the doctor continuously commanded her to push.

At that moment, I did not care about how everything was there between us. I just wanted to hold her and take away all her pain. And I wish I could. I just couldn't see her this way.

I didn't realise when tears made their way down my cheeks but as soon as they did, I immediately wiped it away. Sabrina was the one going through the pain. And I couldn't be weak in this situation. I had to be strong. For her.

I kept rubbing her hand that was in mine, assuring her that everything will be alright. But within her constant screams, I wasn't sure if she heard any of it.

Sitting there, I kept cursing myself for being so stupid. How could I not think about her pregnancy when I hurt her, when I kept abusing her verbally. How could I not think about my daughter. How could I not think about the effect it would have on her when Sabrina was stressed because of me. Somewhere I knew, that I was to be blamed for the condition she was in.

I didn't care that she was pregnant when I kept shouting her. I pretended to not hear her cries when she was calling me for help. It was only after a long time I realised something was wrong. And when I finally came after her constant shrieks of pain, I saw her on the floor, moaning with pain with a hand clutching her stomach and that scene shook me. My wife was going in labour and that thought didn't cross my stupid mind when she kept crying out for me for so long. I was really the worst in everything. The worst son and the worst father. And somewhere, the worst husband as well .

Her shrieks turned more painful when finally she collapsed letting out a big scream. And that is when, I heard a cry.

During this whole time, my eyes were fixated on Sabrina's tearful face. But now that I turned, I saw something which warmed my heart like never before.

My baby. My angel. My little daughter was on the hands of the nurse. She was letting out a small cry, and in that moment, I couldn't help but smile.

Turning to Sabrina who was lying unconscious, I repeatedly kept kissing her face, tears profusely falling from my eyes as I kept thanking her for giving me my daughter.

And when I turned back, my baby was wrapped in a white cloth and was there in the nurse's arm.

"Would you like to hold your daughter?" The nurse asked, smiling at my direction.

I nodded frantically, shivering a little as I never held a baby before in my arms. And I was so scared as I did not want to hurt my daughter.

I held out my arm, as the nurse gently placed her there. And what I saw left me awestruck. She was so tiny. With two tiny eyes which were closed. A small tiny nose and small pink lips. A rosy shade was sitting on her cheeks and I couldn't help but bend down to place a gentle kiss on them.

This is definitely the most happiest moment of my life. I wish I could stop time so that I could forever hold this moment still. The moment when I met my child.

"Sir, we have to take her for checkups. And due to her being premature, she has to stay in incubator too."

I just nodded in response. Whatever is right for my daughter, let them do that.

In the most gentle manner, I placed her back to the nurse's arm and watched her walk away from me.

Turning to the doctor I questioned, "Sabrina. Will she be okay?"

"She will. But we do have to do some checkups. So could you please leave?"

Nodding towards the doctor, I took Sabrina's hand in mine, placing a gentle kiss on her palm, after which I proceeded to leave the room.

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Sabrina's pov

My eyes gradually opened and due to the blinding light, they closed again. With great difficulty, I opened my eyes again, slowly letting it get acclimated to the surrounding

Shifting my gaze to my side, I saw Adam sleeping in a chair, with his head laid back and his mouth open, snoring a little. I couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked.

I gently rubbed my stomach, and that is when I realised, I felt empty. My belly was not as swollen as before. My baby. Where is my baby?

Panicking, I started screaming," where's my baby. My baby?"

Immediately the nurses arrived at my side. My screams seemed to break Adam's slumber, as he immediately got up, coming to my side and wrapping a hand around my back to calm me.

"Hey hey hey. Baby's fine okay," he spoke gently

"Whe...where is she?"

"She is in the incubator now. And don't worry. Everything's okay. She is okay. "

"I want to see her. Please," I pleaded

"Sweetheart. We are not allowed to. Not now atleast. But don't worry. I was here the whole time. I just went out for the checkup. And I saw our baby. She is a little tiny but she is just fine"

My eyes blurred with tears as my whole body filled with happiness. My baby was finally here.

"Okay. But I really want to see her. Please," I said looking at the nurses.

They were about to say something, when they stopped looking at Adam's stern expression.

"Baby. We can't meet her now. But we will. Soon."

"Promise?" I asked, my voice breaking a little.

"Promise," he spoke back assuringly.

"Sir, ma'am. We would like to proceed with making the birth certificate. Have you decided a name yet?"

Adam was about to reply to her, when I interrupted him and announced the name I wanted,

"Hope," I said, "Hope Aurora Black."

Indeed she was hope. My hope.

Not proofread. So feel free to point out any mistakes you see

I wrote and rewrote the labour scene so many times, that I lost count. It was that difficult

So, 3 updates in a week. Am I great or am I great? Jk

Anyway, so here is the name I chose. Hope. There are numerous reasons why I chose this name, which I will disclose later. How do you all like the name?

And the reason why I chose Aurora is very random. It just gave me a whole disney princess vibe so😂😂😂😂

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