Episode 4

"Evelyn Amaris"

"Aisha, where's mom, it hurts so much!? Ah!!!"

Lying on my bed caressing my belly, which was enormously swollen, I began to feel contractions... A terrible pain so intense that even the tips of my fingers ached... Yes, I managed to carry my child to term, despite my father's disapproval. He forced me to undergo all treatments at home; I wasn't allowed outside once my belly began to show. I don't know how long he intended to hide me, I knew people were already asking about my absence...

Eventually, he no longer acknowledged me as his daughter, pretending I was invisible, hardly exchanging a word with me. He was truly furious because I refused to abort my baby, but throughout these eight months, my mother and sister's support was my solace; their tender care somewhat compensated for my father's absence, and as for Varum... I heard nothing more of him...

Now here I am, lying in my bed, enduring some of the worst pain I've ever experienced, "yet I can't deny, this is also a beautiful moment that only we women are destined to experience, giving birth to our children." I'm trying to breathe steadily but the pains are relentless.

"Stay calm, Evelyn; mom went to find the doctor, to deliver your baby!" My sister soothed, placing a damp cloth on my forehead.

"Aisha, I can't hold on!!!" I moaned in pain as another contraction hit "My baby is coming, what do we do?" I asked in terror.

I couldn't stand up; the pain was unbearable, and only my sister and I were home late at night because my father decided to leave with the doctor. Was this his way of punishing me? Maybe...

"We're going to deliver your baby, sister!!" Despite her own fear, my sister declared confidently, and I stared at her in shock because of the terror I felt.

"Aishah!!!" The agony was ripping through me!

No more words came out, I just clutched at the bed sheets, while my sister propped a higher pillow under my head... Another moan escaped as the pain surged, and she rushed out of my room, the fear of her leaving me alone overwhelmed me, I didn't want to die here by myself.

"Ah!!!" Another painful contraction "God, I saw my sister scampering back with some sheets and a bowl, presumably with warm water" I'm scared, sister! "I cried out in tears."

"Everything will be okay; I'm here with you, sister" Aisha replied with tears in her eyes... "We're going to welcome your son or daughter safely into the world."

Aisha folded a small cloth and placed it in my mouth so I could bite down on it... My tears wet my cheeks, as did hers! After drying my face, she washed her hands in the basin and positioned herself between my legs; I was in a dress, so it was easy.

"Push, sister!!!!"

"Hmm!!!!" I gripped the bedsheet, and with each contraction, I pushed as hard as I could until the pain eased... Then, once more, I closed my eyes... I bit down harder on the cloth in my mouth during the third contraction...

"You're almost there, sister... You can do this, Evelyn, push again, we're nearly there!!!"

"Ah!!!!" I exerted all the strength I had, and it felt as though something was expelled from within me, the pain ceased, and I heard my baby's cries..

"It's a boy, sister!" I heard my sister exclaim through tears, while I gasped for air, trying to recover, looking around and feeling sweat running down my face... I removed the cloth from my mouth, closed my eyes for a few seconds, and smiled.

"What will you name him, Evelyn?" My sister asked as she brought my son to me, wrapped in a sheet, her face beaming.

"You tell me, what do you want to call him?" I cradled my son in my arms while my sister watched me in surprise.

"Can I name him?" She asked, wiping away her tears, and I nodded with a smile, so she said "How about Miguel?..."

"Hello, son, what do you think of the name Auntie gave you, Miguel?" I stroked his tiny, still grubby face, and he made a cute noise that made us both smile "He likes it, so his name shall be Miguel!"

We watched him move his tiny hands, and his mouth open and close... Then he began to cry, leading us to assume Miguel was hungry... My sister assisted me, and I managed to breastfeed him, at first, it was strange and ticklish from the gentle tugs, but I smiled looking at my sister who wiped her emotional tears away.

At that moment, my mother walked in with the doctor, both surprised to see my son in my arms... My mother came closer in tears while the doctor completed the procedures... After feeding my son, the doctor examined him, and my mother bathed him, dressing him in cute white and yellow clothes, after which my sister held him, and my mother helped me bathe.

I still felt weak and shaky, but had to be strong for my newborn. After my mother tidied up the bed and changed the sheets, I sat and watched my sister play with Miguel... I felt an emptiness and looked at my mother.

"Where's father, mom?"

"In the mountains, daughter!" She said with a sad look in her eyes.

I knew he didn't want to be here for this, and I also knew the whole pack was now aware that I was having a child by someone unknown, and the weight of this was on my father's shoulders, for they judged me for it... I continued sitting as my mother said she would get me something to eat.

"It will be alright, sister, see how beautiful Miguel is!"

My sister beamed and together we gazed at my son in her arms, his little eyes shut, and when he opened them, they reflected the color of his father's eyes... Aisha's eyes widened in shock, and she looked at me.

"Evelyn, the lineage of Varun, our father's rival..."

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