It started at 1 o'clock in the morning.
The penthouse was completely dark and quiet. The only sound was the soft breathing of my wife sleeping next to me then, I felt a hand on my chest. It wasn't a gentle touch. It was a tight grip.
"Luca," Ava whispered. Her voice was strained and tight. "Luca, wake up. It's time."
I sat up so fast that the room spun. My heart started beating like a loud drum. I've been here before and it has turned out badly.
I looked at Ava. She was sitting up, holding her big stomach, and breathing in short, deep breaths.
I jumped out of bed and put on my shoes without even tying the laces. "Okay," I said, trying to sound like the calm Captain I was supposed to be. "Okay, we're ready. The bags are by the door. I'm going to call James to come sit with Leon."
Ava
