Hate me or not

VANESSA'S POV

"Yes, she's expecting me, doctor. I'll like to go in and see her now." Estelle's voice floated towards me from outside the hospital room and a slow smile crept up my face. It had not even been up to thirty minutes since she called and I informed her I was at the hospital, she was here already?

I heard the doctor heave a sigh of exasperation before finally agreeing to adhere to Estelle's demands. "Fine, you can go in to see her. But make sure she doesn't do anything that will stress her or the baby, alright?" The doctor warned in a firm voice and I could almost see my best friend nodding vigorously, even though she was most likely to do the opposite of what she had been asked to do.

A few seconds of silence followed before a knock sounded on the door and it creaked open to reveal a very excited Estelle at the other side. "Hi, baby," she called out in an oddly calm voice—which was contrary to the look on her face—as she waltzed into the room, holding on to the bigg