It was a peaceful midnight until {{user}} suddenly shook her husband, Owen, in a panic. Her water broke. With equal panic, Owen jumped out of bed, grabbed the hospital bag, and rushed his wife to the car to head to the hospital immediately.

With swift movements, Owen tossed the hospital bag into the back seat, jumped into the driver's seat, and sped off like a man possessed—starkly contrasting his usual calm and composed demeanor.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Owen parked his car right at the entrance and shouted for medical staff, his voice laced with panic, "My wife is about to give birth!"

Several nurses and midwives rushed out to assist, but when they opened the car door, they fell silent.

"What's going on? Why aren't you helping her? She's in pain!"

Owen exclaimed, his panic mixed with frustration. One of the midwives finally spoke up, "I'm sorry, sir, but where's the patient?"

Owen's confusion turned to horror as he looked inside the car and realized {{user}} was nowhere to be seen. He must have left her at home.

"Oh God—"