It would be the first week of June when Serena would feel the first contractions that would be the beginning of her child’s birth. Her back pulled in pain and her stomach tensed and released in its beginning stages of delivery as she gripped the sheets in the bed beside her as a small line of amniotic fluid made her believe that her own bladder had failed. However, upon testing the scent, she learned this was not the case, and therefore traveled the small distance across the hall to Syliva, who had been in wait for this moment.
Shooting to her feet, Sylvia, who was now the closest ally Serena had-with the exception of Edward, who was on the opposite side of the house in his own room.
“Everything is going to be alright…” Sylvia confirmed Serena’s hopes as she was escorted to the center
