So Anna talks. She talks about work, and school. It's hard to believe it's only been nine months since they met each other. So much has changed.
"Thank you, Elsa," Anna says softly. She doesn't know how long she's been talking for, but Elsa hasn't told her to stop. "For letting me be part of your life."
"Anna, I..." Elsa starts, before pausing. Another contraction. She tries again. "I want you to know—"
"Elsa?" Anna stands up.
Elsa pokes her head out through the curtain, hunched, grimacing in pain. "Anna, I think it's time."