Olivia
“It was a false alarm,” the doctor, a pleasant older woman with gray hair and smile lines around her eyes, said as she finished her examination. “It happens this late in the game.”
I was both relieved and somewhat embarrassed as the doctor confirmed that it wasn’t time for the baby to come. After hours of uncertainty, it turned out that the cramps I had been having were perfectly normal. I felt a little silly for getting so worked up and acting as though the world was ending.
Sheepishly, I glanced over at Nathan, wondering if he would be annoyed by my overreaction.
Yet, the look on Nathan’s face was of sheer concern, not amusement or annoyance. His eyes met mine, and I could see he was just as shaken as I was.
“Olivia,” the doctor began, her voice stern but gentl
