** Freya’s Point Of View **
Joel’s calm presence keeps me grounded. Without him, I'm sure I'd have gone into full panic mode by now. I try to think of everything but the pain I’m currently in right now. I think of how drastically my life has changed in the last few months. I think of my friends at the academy and wonder what became of my mother.
“Did you tell my dad?” I ask Joel.
“Yes, he's right outside. Do you want him in here?” he asks.
“No, not yet,” I shake my head.
I do want my dad here, but not in the room when I give birth. There's a knock at the door and I look over to see the door open and my doctor comes through. She has a paper file in her hand and wears hospital scrubs. She smiles at us, putting me at ease.
“Are we ready to have a baby?” she asks cheerfully.
“I think so
