Shadows of control { Under Editing }

Epilogue-III.

AUTHOR'S POV:

Sofia's screams echoed through the delivery room, she was screaming as if someone was skinning her alive.

"Ansh... please make it stop... I can't take it anymore... just end it,"
she cried, her voice hoarse with desperation.

Ansh, watching her writhe in pain, felt a pang of guilt pierce through him. He had caused her enough suffering in the past, and now he was witnessing her endure this unimaginable torment.

"I'm Sorry...Amore!...
You've already endured so much."
he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

He remembered the countless nights when Sofia had uttered similar words, her voice a mere whisper in the darkness, a chilling threat hanging in the air.

"What are you talking about?"
she gasped, her voice raw.

"Nothing."
Ansh murmured, his voice soothing.

The doctor, a woman with kind eyes and a gentle touch, gently placed a hand on Sofia's shoulder.
"Come on, honey,"
she soothed, her voice calm and reassuring.
"Push a bit, we are almost there."

Sofia, her body trembling, nodded weakly. She took a deep breath, bracing herself for the next wave of pain. With a guttural cry, she pushed, her muscles straining against the invisible force within her.

That sight was totally unbearable to Ansh. He just wanted to go out, but at the same time, he didn't want to leave her in that state. 

He was a predator, a wolf among sheep.Yes, he had killed people more brutally than this, and those acts had never caused him a flicker of guilt because he had never killed someone innocent. But this... this was different.

"You're doing amazing,"
the doctor encouraged, her eyes filled with admiration. "Just a little more."

Sofia, her face contorted in a mask of pain, pushed again, her body trembling with the effort. Then, with a final, Herculean effort, she delivered a piercing scream.

A wave of dizziness washed over him as the doctor gently lifted , a blood-covered baby from Sofia. Goosebumps erupted on his skin, an unfamiliar sensation that made him shiver.

"You did it, sweetheart!"
the doctor exclaimed, beaming at Sofia.

For a moment, the room was filled with a small, weak cry, a sound that seemed to pierce through the exhaustion and pain.

She gently handed the baby to a waiting nurse, who whisked the newborn away for initial checks.

Then, Sofia closed her eyes after delivering the baby.
Ansh's heart pounded in his chest.
"What... what happened to her?"
he croaked, his voice hoarse with worry.

The doctor, her face now etched with concern, turned to him.
"She's just exhausted, she'll be conscious in a few minutes."

"Nothing to worry about."

He then moved out of the delivery room when they took Sofia to the rest room.

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"Where is he? Why is he taking so long?"
Kiara fretted, wringing her hands.

"Maybe he fainted,"
Naira suggested, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Fainted? More like he would have laid his gun on the doctor's head and demanded her to reduce Sofia's pain! And the doctor fainted!"
Kiara exclaimed, her eyes wide with mock horror.

"Poor doctor!" Naira giggled.

Just then, Ansh entered the waiting room, his face pale but a small, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.