My husband finally responded ten hours later, and my brother told him, “She didn’t make it.” My brother only meant that I hadn’t made it home and had already been admitted, but my husband misunderstood. Panicked, he rushed into the maternity ward pale, shaking, and convinced he was too late.
He looked around desperately before finding me resting safely with our newborn. When he saw us, he froze in the doorway, overwhelmed with relief. Then he hurried toward us with tears streaming down his face, apologizing before he even reached my bed.
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