Suddenly, Mia started having abdominal pain, and a gush of water flowed down her legs; her water had broken.
I quickly helped her sit down and frantically tried to call Melinda, but I couldn't reach her.
Facing this situation for the first time, I panicked and called 120 (emergency services). My sister-in-law was in excruciating pain, her contractions coming in waves, and her clothes soaked with sweat.
I was terrified, was giving birth really this scary?
When the ambulance arrived to take her away, the nurse looked at me sternly. "Where is the accompanying family member?"
"Can I do it?" I replied nervously, not knowing what I could do.
The nurse glanced at me. "You can't. Where are the other family members? Where is her husband?"
"Her husband is not home; he can't come back."
The nurse looked at Mia with concern, who weakly said, "I can manage. I can make decisions for myself."
"Alright then," the nurse said and shut the ambulance door without looking at me again.
Back home, I was anxious, unable to sit or stand still.
Calling Jayden was useless; he couldn't come back and was just as anxious. Melinda's phone was still unreachable.