Page 67 of The Bratva's Knocked-Up Bride

At that, he let go of a more gentle breath and put a supportive hand on my shoulder. “Look…you only get so many of these chances. You might wish it away now, but down the road, you’ll have wished you were a part of this. You’ll regret not being in the delivery room with her, seeing the baby for the first time with her.”

“This is a huge moment…don’t miss it,” Daniil added with his arms crossed.

“Really huge,” Yuri echoed with an amused grin, seemingly enjoying teasing me for everything going on.

Ignoring him, I look at Alex again. “I don’t want to regret missing it…but I feel so unprepared. I don’t want to throw Sky off her game.”

“Trust me, I think you’d rather have her be mad at you for potentially interrupting her flow instead of her being pissed that you missed the entire thing.”

Damn it…he had a good point.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I huffed. “What the hell should I do?”

When I opened my eyes again, I saw numerous incredulous expressions looking back at me.

“Get in there!”

Feeling caught and unable to deny that they weren’t wrong, I pulled in a breath and nodded. “Alright…okay. I can do this…”

“You’re gonna do just fine,” Alex reassured me, clapping my shoulder next. “You’re good on the fly, and I know you’ve been wanting this for a long time…go in there and support your wife.”

My wife.

It still wasn’t something I had gotten used to ever since we had the ceremony. It was spontaneous and hasty, but neither of us cared. After I got her back from the Pesci family, I knew I didn’t want to be without her.

There was no doubting how badly we both wanted it, and instead of wasting time deliberating if we should or shouldn’t, we just went for it.

I had no intention of ever going anywhere, or of ever giving up on her or the baby. They were both precious to me, and I made that very clear the moment I proposed.

Feeling a sense of gratitude for his support, I nodded and continued to psych myself up.

Alex was right…I couldn’t miss the moment regardless of how terrifying it all was. She was my wife, and I promised to be there for her no matter what. I wasn’t about to disappoint her.

“Man, I couldn’t imagine being in this position…” Val murmured to himself as he stroked his chin and looked toward the delivery room doors.

“I don’t know…I bet it wouldn’t be half bad,” Yuri added. “Might have to get started myself.”

Val chuckled and gave him a nudge. “Do you think Aria would be interested?”

Yuri snickered as they both found it amusing, but Alex shot them both a glare.

“Can you two be serious for one minute?”

Straightening up at that, they forced more serious expressions, only for those masks to slip slightly, still unable to resist.

A scream from the delivery room tore us all out of the moment at once, and my eyes widened at the sound. When the sound continued, followed by an irritated shout of my name, my ears perked up, and that sheepishness hit me all over again.

“I guess that’s your cue,” Daniil said, giving me a gentle push towards the doors. “Better get in there.”

“We’ll be right here waiting. You’ve got this,” Alex piped up, giving me a look of subtle pride.

With one last look in their direction, I forced out a breath and nodded.

I could do it. I could do it…

“Alright, here goes nothing…” I murmured to myself while I finally got myself going and pushed through the door.

It was a lot to take in at once. Sky on the hospital bed, skin slicked with sweat while she gripped the handrails and tried to focus on her breathing all the while doctors and nurses helped guide her through it.

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