Betrayal in Nine Months Pregnant

Synopsis

I was nine months pregnant, and today, I suddenly started feeling off. Turning to Edward Lane, who was right next to me, I said, "Can you take me to the hospital?" He finished his phone call, grabbed the hospital bag from the living room, and was already heading out the door. "Edward, wait up. I haven't changed yet," I called after him. He paused at the door, glancing back at me, his face tense with urgency. "Emily is in labor. She didn't have anything ready, so I'll use your bag for now." I leaned against the wall, my voice weak. "What about me? I'm bleeding." He slipped my phone and the keycard into his pocket. "You're not due yet. Quit acting pitiful to get my attention. Just be good and stay home. I'll come back and keep you company." The security door slammed shut behind him. I dragged my heavy body to the front door and tried to turn the doorknob. He'd locked it from the outside. There was no way to open it from the inside. The pain in my lower belly suddenly hit me hard. A warm liquid gushed down my thighs and splattered onto the wooden floor. My water broke.