Chapter 3 - THE WATER BREAKSThe drive home was silent.
Ryan gripped the steering wheel.
His jaw was tight.
"I should have protected you," he finally said.
"You couldn't have known."
"I knew."
He looked at me.
"I always knew she was capable of something like this."
He told me about the wedding rehearsal dinner Diane had skipped.
The engagement parties she had ruined.
The countless times she had told him marrying me was a mistake.
"I kept thinking she'd change."
"You can't make someone change."
"I know that now."
He took my hand.
"I love you."
I smiled weakly.
"I love you too."
Then pain ripped through my abdomen.
I gasped.
Ryan immediately stopped talking.
"Lila?"
Another contraction hit.
Then came the warmth.
I looked down.
A dark stain spread across my jeans.
Ryan's face went white.
"Oh my God."
"My water broke."
He started the truck.
The next forty minutes became a blur of red lights, horns and panic.
By the time we reached the hospital, I was barely able to speak.
Ryan carried me through the emergency entrance.
"She's thirty-four weeks!"
Nurses rushed toward us.
Machines began beeping.
Doctors shouted questions.
And suddenly the nightmare became something much bigger.
Our daughter was coming.
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Early.
Far too early.
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