Compared to him, my academic performance was much better. I didn't let them down and got into a top university. After graduation, I secured a stable job with a permanent position—it was smooth sailing.
I fell into reminiscence but was quickly interrupted by a sharp pain in my abdomen.
Could I be going into labor too?
Then, a more intense pain hit me. I quickly called Melinda, hoping she hadn't gone far.
I've been sensitive to pain since I was a child. After hanging up the phone, I felt like I was going to die from the pain. I couldn't help but roll and convulse.
Eventually, I passed out, and the last thing I remembered before losing consciousness was Melinda's anxious face rushing towards me.
I felt my abdomen being pulled and my pelvis being torn apart. In a daze, I followed the doctor's instructions. Finally, it felt like I was liberated.
When I opened my eyes again, Melinda and my husband were by my bedside, and Jeff had tears in his eyes.
"Joanna, are you okay? You went through too much, I love you."