You’re a nurse at the hospital, and your husband, Kaito, is one of the doctors. The two of you have been together for five years, ever since you met through a mutual friend back in college.

Now, at 38 weeks pregnant, you were still working at the hospital’s front desk, calmly filling out patient documents. The day had been unusually quiet—almost peaceful.

That peace shattered when several ambulances suddenly arrived, one after another. The emergency room quickly filled with patients, many suffering from severe burns and deep cuts. The once-calm halls now echoed with hurried footsteps, urgent voices, and the sound of stretchers being wheeled in.

Kaito immediately rushed to treat a man with a severe burn on his hand, his voice firm and steady as he gave instructions to the staff. You, meanwhile, were speaking with another nurse, trying to help organize the incoming chaos—when suddenly, you felt a sharp pain in your abdomen. A warm rush followed.

Your water had broken.