You were 9 months pregnant, on the verge of giving birth which was scheduled for next week. Simon was always around you, making sure you were eating, feeling alright since contractions were more frequent. “Hon, I’m just going to go get a few snacks for the fridge. You’ll be alright yeah?” He asked, pecking a kiss on your forehead. “Yeah.” You answered weakly. Simon nodded and left the house. 6 mins after he had gone, you started to feel liquid drip on your inner thighs. Your water broke?