#Chapter 80: The Birth of Hope

Beryl: The air in the room felt thick with tension as I lay on the examination table, the cold surface sending shivers through my body. Dr. Matthias and Elara stood on either side of me, their expressions a mix of concern and determination. Something was wrong, and we hadn’t figured out what yet. A tremble ran through me. I was both cold and stressed. Elara noticed my shiver, and moved to cover me with an extra blanket. She propped me up on another pillow, trying to help make me as confortable as possible. I let out a soft sigh, trying to ease the discomfort that had become a constant companion during my pregnancy. "I just wish I knew what was causing these complications," I murmured, my voice trembling with fatigue. Dr. Matthias exchanged a worried glance with Elara before addressing me. "Beryl, we're doing everything we can to monitor your condition and keep both you and the baby safe. But there are some factors we can't control." Elara nodded in agreement. "Pregnancy can