S2| 163. Grace Evans

"How is the fetal heart rate?" the doctor asked with furrowed brows.

"Still safe, Doc."

After a blink, the woman in green brought her eyes to the patient who was already very pale. “Are you still strong, Madam?”

In between irregular sighs, Mia nodded weakly. "Yes."

“Then let's try one more time. Please give all your strength, Madam,” the doctor said with a reassuring nod. "You can do it."

As the medic returned to her seat, Julian stroked his wife's sweat-drenched hair. The eyes of the man who was also dressed in green were already covered with tears.

"Come on, Mia. I know you are strong. Little Princess can't wait to see us."

A second later, Mia answered with a faint head motion. She had to conserve energy to deliver the baby who kept pressing on her pelvis.

"Start to control your breath again," the doctor said, tightening her patient's fist. “Inhale …, exhale. Pull again, push now!”

While gripping her husband's