Chapter 115. My Water Broke

“I’m sorry for making you leave.” I sniffled and dabbed my eyes with a towel. “You should have been here. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. Everything’s okay. I’m coming. Are you hurting?” Something crashed in the background, his breathing heavy.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m running to the car. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Can you wait that long? I can call an ambulance or the police or the fire department.”

“No. Don’t do that. I can wait.” I felt better that he was being crazier than me. Another contraction hit me then, and I groaned into the phone.

“Willow? What is it? Fuck!” A door slammed and he yelled at John. “I’m on my way. We’ll be there soon.”

I clenched my teeth and gripped the counter with my other hand. Courtney and Lory were still trying to get me dried off. I handed the phone to Clara when it was time to put on clothes.

“Yes. Yes. She’s okay.” Clara sounded calm and put together as she spoke to him. “They’re about ten minutes apart ri