"If the fetus is too large and can't be delivered naturally, a cut may be necessary to make the process smoother. If there's a tear and it's not timely addressed, it's not just a matter of a few stitches. The hostess of a case I handled before underwent a fast delivery and ended up getting dozens of stitches all over; it was frightening..."
Aunt Lee picked some fish for Charlotte Miller, meticulously removing a few bones from the belly. The tender fish glistened like jade, but Charlotte felt a wave of nausea. She couldn't distinguish if it was the fish's taste she disliked or if Aunt Lee's words had scared her.
Aunt Lee hesitated, feeling she might have said too much, rubbed her hands in slight embarrassment, "I'll go downstairs to do some work. Please take your time, sir and ma'am."
The living room suddenly returned to calm. Atlas Hallow placed a piece of broccoli on Charlotte's plate, softly reassuring, "Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you into the delivery room."
