HELENA POV - EPILOGUE 2
The first contraction did not feel dramatic. My water didn’t break and I didn’t scream.
It did not announce itself with lightning or panic or some grand cinematic warning.
It began low in my abdomen like a tightening fist that had been there all along and only then decided to close completely, rising slowly through my body, a deep internal pressure that made me pause mid-sentence while Silas was still kneeling in front of me on the balcony, his hand warm against the underside of my belly, smiling at me with his eyes full of adoration.
I simply stopped breathing for a second and let it roll through me, because my body understood what was happening long before my mind was ready to admit it.
Silas noticed immediately.
He always noticed.
His palm spread wider ov
