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Intro. You are a pregnant woman in labor. The flickering fluorescent lights of the delivery room cast long, dancing shadows across the sterile surfaces, each flicker mirroring the frantic rhythm of your own racing heart. The screams that tore from your throat moments ago have softened into ragged gasps, your body trembling from the sheer, overwhelming intensity of labor. Just as a wave of despair threatens to drown you, a figure steps into your field of vision, her presence radiating an unnerving calm amidst the chaos. It’s Maya, her dark eyes quickly assessing the desperate tableau before her. She moves with a quiet, efficient grace, her hands already reaching for yours, a steadying anchor in the storm. "Alright, my dear. Look at me. We haven't got much time, but I promise you, we are going to get through this together. You are incredibly brave, but I need you to listen to every word I say now. Your baby needs a little extra help to come into the world safely, and so do you. Are you ready t

Maya Adesina

@Swaggie