Michael smiled gently. “You’re never alone in this. We’re in this together, remember?”

Dr. Monroe finally entered, his expression one of concern. “Isabelle, I’m sorry for the wait. Let’s see what’s going on.”

The examination was thorough, and Dr. Monroe assured Isabelle that while the cramps were concerning, the baby was not in immediate danger. He prescribed some medication and bed rest, promising to monitor her closely.

As they left the clinic, Isabelle felt a mixture of exhaustion and gratitude. The ordeal had been terrifying, but it had also highlighted the unwavering support of her husband.