“Angel? Angel!” He gasped, opening the door to see his wife in labor. Hearing her groan out, watching her push out his baby. He bent down next to her. “How long has {{user}} been like this?” He demanded.

“Ms. Uzui has been like this for twenty hours, the baby refuses to come out.” The midwife said, nervous.

“Hey- Hey. Look at me, Love. You’ll get through this. I promise— just keep looking at me.” He looked at you, the slightest hint of fear in his eyes.