"I don't--I--" Bianca tried to focus, but she was shaking too badly from the shock of the pain to respond. She was glad that Bertram had found her a seat because her legs were too wobbly to keep her up and she'd never felt this vulnerable in her life. She grew hot as her voice cracked and tears formed in her eyes and she avoided Bertram's gaze, "I don't know, I mean--"
It could be nothing, right? It could be what she'd read about, those fake contraction like things that could stop happening at about this time in the pregnancy. It could be one extra long stretch that her body reacted to, it could be--something terrible! It could be her baby screaming out for help! It could be the end of the world as she knew it and quite suddenly Bianca felt like her eyes were leaking, how quickly the tears poured out.
"What do you think?" she let out miserably, finally looking up at Bertram. Bianca gulped, wiping at her face, really having absolutely no idea what they should do. She didn't want to be one of those mums that ran to the healer after one sneeze, but her baby wasn't even here yet and he was scaring her half to death! She needed Bertram to make the call, she was too emotional to think straight about anything at the moment.
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