~María José's Point Of View~
Dios mio, I was so exhausted. My entire body felt like it had been broken down, torn apart flesh by flesh, before being rebuilt in preparation for the next wave of pain.
I had never expected childbirth to be as painful. And my heart sank knowing I was about to go through it all again. A little more pressure, and I was sure I would vomit all I had in me.
Thankfully, Axel remained with me every step of the way. That was the only comfort I had in such a terrifying moment.
"You did it," Xiomara had whispered softly after I pushed the first baby out. Relief had washed over me, but in the next instant, my heart surged with panic. What the hell was going on? What was wrong with my baby?
And then I heard Luis's mocking laughter, and I felt my insides turn. I felt my world unraveling all around me. It felt wrong— twisted, like all my joy had been built on lies. Axel and I had the worm of doubt in our minds, but it still hurt like hell to face the truth.
