153. Our little celebration.

Isla’s POV

“I think I need to have my rest now.” I said standing on my feet.” Diane rushed on her feet, she headed in my direction but a loud sound which filled the atmosphere had stopped her midway.

“What’s that?” She asked, moving her eyes from me to our grandmother.

“Maybe something fell.” Our Grandmother said. “Those guards can be quite clumsy one almost—“

The sound repeated itself this time louder than before. “I don’t think that’s a mistake.” I said with my eyes landing on Diane. During that moment I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. The feeling was so strong and I knew what it meant.

“I think the baby is coming.” I said.

“Isla, are you sure?” Diane asked.

“Yes.” I screamed. “It is time.”

My eyes which was once on Diane landed on my grandma who looked shocked. With a raised tone she spoke up, running towards the hallway to get a hold of the guards.

“We need to get to the hospital now!” I could hear my grandmother say. “We can’t waste anytime.”

Diane moved close to me she help