*Shelby*
With a racing heart, I watched Michael leave the operating room to be with our babies. I couldn't feel much below my shoulders, and a weird sound kept distracting me from Dr. Adams stitching me up.
“Wh-wh-what is th-th-at sound?" I stuttered, the noise continuing and increasing in volume.
“Shelby, that's your teeth chattering, you're shivering. How do you feel?" a floating face wearing a mask appeared before me and asked.
I felt a bone-chilling coldness throughout my body, and I kept wondering if my babies had been born yet. I asked the face, “Where's Michael? Are the babies out yet?"
“Dr. Adams, she's confused and her breathing is becoming faster and more shallow. Shelby, honey, I need you to stay with me, okay?" the kind, masked face urged me.
My eyes felt like they we
