Chapter 25

**Acacia Point of View**

One after the other with a long gap, the contractions hit me hard.

Although the gap between each contraction is considerably long, the pain stayed until the next one hit due to which I couldn't breathe in relief.

The muscles in my legs squeezed making me unable to carry my body over them much. I could only stand for few mere minutes and sometimes only with support.

As if it isn't enough that my legs gave up on me, my waist and back was killing me with piercing pain. The length of my spine was very sore and every now and then I felt small cracks of bones on my back.

"My goodness!" I exclaimed as I coughed and choked when I was unable to breathe properly.

I read somewhere in the past that a pregnant woman can still walk when she was going through initial stage of labor. Look at me; I cannot even sit tight with the pain that I'm experiencing.

Soon, the clear night sky started to cloud with dark clouds. The more I was struggling, the faster the weather was changing but I have no interest nor mind to think about other possibilities.

The contractions continued for several minutes but my water did not break yet. I wanted to go somewhere, somewhere safe where I can give birth to my baby. The small boat is not comfortable to have a labor on.

But whenever I tried to gather some strength and paddle the vehicle, my hands shook and my head felt heavy making me want to lay down and rest.

Dizziness entered next level and wouldn't let me even operate the levers. The pain, the overall aches, the dizziness and the miscellaneous symptoms attacked me at same time and by the end of that hour, my eyes rolled back and everything went black.

I tried not to faint and fought to stay awake. However, I wasn't strong enough to fight it and fell unconscious.

I could still feel the pain but my mind was hazy to comprehend anything. It went for a long time and even half asleep and partly awake, I groaned and hummed in pain.

I was indeed a little awake but I could only recognize the ache coming from my body, other than that, it felt like I was floating and could feel nothing around me.

Don't know how long I suffered but after a while I fell into complete sleep and not even the smallest ache could be felt.

One minute I was in the boat, twisting and turning with pain and the other minute, I was in an endless grass field.

In a nice silk dress, light and comfortable, fit me and my huge belly perfectly, I was walking in the field enjoying the damp atmosphere.

My feet were engulfed by wet grass and that was when I realized I wasn't wearing any shoes. But it's okay; I enjoyed the feeling.

I kept walking through the green heaven until I stopped. There, in the middle of nowhere, is the same flower plant that hasn't bloomed yet that I had seen in the castle garden.

It looked the same. It is same one. The sweet scent was how I recognized the plant.

The flower bud was closed off but still emitting the sweet smell. I stepped forward until I stood near the plant. Raising my hand, I slowly moved to touch the bud.

When I finally touched it, the bud which was tightly closed slowly started to bloom. Petal by petal, layer by layer, the flower opened up upon my touch.

The more it bloomed, the more its scent wafted around me pleasing me to no end. But at that moment, when I saw the flower bud opening up, I don't know what came over me that tears started to roll down my cheeks, yet there was a happy smile on my lips.

My heart was feeling light and excited; like something heavy and bothering was taken off.

Few minutes later, when the flower was completely opened, I realized I couldn't be happier. Just by looking at it made me smile widely.

It was such a beautiful flower. The outer petals were in light green and the color darkened as it went inside. It was not just the flower that was beautiful it even emitted more and peculiar scent which was pleasant nonetheless.

To be honest, I was very startled when the flower started to bloom at my touch but it also gave me a weird kind of feeling.

A sense of indescribable attachment and affection.

Taking a deep breath, I moved my hand to touch the now fully bloomed flower. I didn't know why I had such strange and a desperate feeling to touch it but I did.

Once my finger trailed lightly over the outer petal, I heard a small giggle. A giggle that an infant would give.

I froze.

I thought it heard it wrong. I was almost sure until I heard it again.

My fingers were still touching the delicate petals when another giggle was heard followed by "Mamma"

My eyes widened and before I know what was happening, the next moment I was on the same bed I spent the previous month on and I screamed loudly when I felt pain in my stomach.

My eyes were wide open now and I could clearly see, I clearly know where I was.

In my bedroom, in the castle. Alone and in a very possible early labor!

At this moment, I don't care how I am here and who brought me here. All I could think of was the dream and the reality of a child that was going to come out of me.

Beside me was a bowl of water and a towel on it. By the light coming from the window, it must be near noon of the next day which means I was unconscious for nearly fourteen to fifteen hours.

Taking the wet towel from the bowel, I squeezed out the water with the little strength I have and rubbed the wet towel on my face and hand.

I was already sweating like a pig and my legs moved restlessly whenever I was attacked by a contraction.

While I was cleaning my arms with the towel, I looked down and observed that I was in a oversized gown. I wasn't wearing a bodice or any other clothing and was in a single layered cotton gown.

Thanks to whoever changed me into this simple and free dress!

Before could fully appreciate the one who changed me, my stomach felt like it was tearing from inside and I found myself screaming on the top of my lungs.

"Dammit!" I exclaimed loudly as my eyes got moist. "Dammit; baby, take it easy. I'm your mother." Gasping out in pain, I coughed a little again after my small request to the baby inside.

Compared to the last night, the time gap between the contractions has lessened. Now, the pain hits me in waves every ten minutes. My lower back is now not mine anymore.

It has its own mind and was trying to detach itself from the rest of my body and my belly is in full support to it.

I want to talk, yell or just voice out anything but sound did not come out of my mouth. I was gasping, hyperventilating in pain.

By now I can feel the wetness rolling down between my legs. Although it was quite damp from the moment I woke up, I'm now aware of every single thing happening to me.

I was no more prideful now. I cried out like a baby and waved a goodbye to my ego or any other defensive emotion. I cried out so loudly that I was sure I felt the land shook a little.

"You jerk; killing you will not satisfy me. I'm going to fry you dry in boiling sand every single d-d-day until you die." I cursed out followed by another loud cry.

"Baby, this has nothing to do with you. Although your arrival is unexpected, I love you nonetheless. It's the jerk that I am preparing to torture." My voice went high and low, up and down in a weird way as I spoke.

Almost as if a tone deaf person was singing a song.

A while later, I couldn't bear it anymore and tried to sit up and drink some water. I'm parched. There was no drinking water tumbler on the table nor there is nothing I could satisfy my thirst.

"I need water to drink. You senseless bastard, get me water or I will find you and drink your blood." I shouted in rage.

Not only I'm alone and tending to myself alone, I was going through a labor and I was not even provided with drinking water.

This is supposed to be the most painful yet a blissful time of a woman's life and here I was left alone.

I at least deserved a midwife. One midwife or just any other woman to can get me through this phase.

I was about to blow off the steam by yelling out on the jerk again when I saw a pitcher full of water and glass of water on the same table that was empty a second ago.

"Impossible!"

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Hello Sweeties,

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