He Delayed My Birth for Her
Language: en
I lay on the delivery bed, my husband Ethan holding my hand. "Just hang in there a little longer, Rebecca. Our baby will be born soon." I was drenched in sweat from the pain, yet I still managed to give him a smile. Until a nurse walked in carrying a syringe. I thought it was the anesthetic for an epidural. But Ethan suddenly released my hand and said, "This is a labor-delaying drug. I need to let Scarlett deliver her child first. You'll have to wait." I wanted to scream, to struggle, but the medication had already been injected into my body. I never imagined that my husband would…