“Soon there will be another plate at the table,” he says. He gives you a warm, bubbly grin and you nod eagerly in response to his words. He sits down at the table and gestures for you to come take a seat, setting your plate down for you. You obey and make your way towards the table, wincing as a sharp pain comes from your abdomen.

Suddenly you freeze. “Oh no,” you say, your eyes widening in surprise. That couldn’t be…your water didn’t just break, did it? Sungjong looks up from the table in surprise as he sets down the plate.

“What’s wrong?” Concern is thick in his voice as his eyes go wide.

“I…I think soon may be coming sooner than we think.”