If my babies are boys, they will meet their dad's expectations. I don't know the gender of my babies, I kept it for a surprise. It doesn't matter whether they are boys or girls; I love both of them with all my heart like I love their father.

You may call me blind or stupid, but I love him. I booked a ticket to California on Dec 31st. I was so excited to meet him and give him a surprise. How his reaction would be? I grinned at the thought and packed all my belongings to fly over to California.


I reached California at 12.30 in the morning. The sound of people's screaming and the lightening echoed through the whole city. Different colours were boomed through the sky followed by people's loud applaud.

The New Year celebration was overwhelming everyone's heart with happiness. "We will find daddy soon," I assured my babies and felt the small kick inside my stomach.

They are so excited to meet their dad like their mom. At 5 in the evening, I went to the 'Ghahar Stadium' the place where I can find him but was stunned when I saw him with a woman.


There, the man, who was the father of my babies, was holding her by her waist and they were grinning ear to ear. So, he finds another girl and moved on.

I bit my lips to control my sob and turned my heels to walk away. Too many emotions started to cloud my already painful heart that made my vision go to blur, and the last thing I heard was a heavy horn before my head started to spin around and I fell on the road with my stomach. I tried to protect my stomach but no vain.


I screamed out of my lungs when I felt a sharp pain inside my stomach and felt a warm liquid is running through everywhere on the road.

"Mam are you okay?" A blond guy asked and kneeled beside me.

"Oh My God! She is bleeding." A woman I assumed was his girlfriend gasped covering her mouth by her hands.

"Please, save my babies." I pressed both my hand together silently asking them to take me to the hospital. The boy carried me in his arms and carefully set me in his car before he fastens the car.

"Take a deep breath. We will reach anytime soon." The girl tried to comfort me.

"Daniel, drive fast! She is losing her consciousness." The girl yelled. The pain I felt inside my stomach was unbearable; it likes someone stabbing me in my womb and cut me into pieces.

"Take her to the emergency ward, she has labour pain," Daniel ordered to the nurse. His shirt was soaked with my blood, my children's blood. I'm barely reached 30 weeks. How my children will survive?

"Hey! Don't worry, you will be alright." He assured me, taking my hands with his until they took me inside the labour ward.

"I can't...." I cried clutching the sheet so tightly.

"Just one more push. The baby is almost out." The doctor encouraged me.

I gathered all my strength before I gave one big push and heard a faint sound of my baby's cries. "It's a boy". She smiled at me and I nodded my head. "Give him oxygen." I heard someone instruct to the nurse.

"Is my baby okay? ahhhhh..." I cried when another contraction hit me.

"Your second baby is on the way, Pushhhh."

"Ahhhhhhhhh......" Once again, I pushed and heard my baby's high pitch voice. "It's a girl." Thank God my babies are okay. My eyelids got heavy before I drifted into the darkness.

Two hours later, they handed me, my baby boy. He was crying the whole time, but his sound was barely audible. I was exhausted but happy at the same time.

I carefully brought him near my breast and started to feed him. He is the exact replica of his dad, same blue eyes, and Light brown hair. "You are so tiny." I whispered and kissed his forehead.

"Where Is my baby girl?" I asked dread overwhelmed my body.

"We kept her in the incubator, she is so fragile. The babies are born too early." The nurse gave me an apologetic look.

"Nurse! Why he is not moving? What happened to him?" I stroked my baby, but he doesn't respond. His pink colour turned into blue. A gasp escaped from the nurse's mouth and she ran towards me and took my baby away from me.

"Give him a cardiac treatment." The doctor yelled. The nurse pressed my baby's chest numerous times, but he didn't respond. They whispered to each other and their face fell down.

"Where are you taking him?" I screamed tears are pooling down through my cheeks. He was fine a minute ago. "Please bring him back." I pressed both my hands together hoping they will give my baby back to my arms.

"He died." One of the nurses gave me a pitying look. My happy tears turned into a river of red and I forgot to breathe as someone knocked the air intentionally. A heavy thud inside my chest brought me back where I don't want to come.

"No..." I cried and cried until I passed out.

Kayish's POV:

"NO... No... No!! No!!!! It can't be a truth." I shook my head vigorously. "Please, Juliet. Tell me it's a lie. You are lying to me, aren't you?" I pleaded with her but she averted her gaze from me.

Her eyes held so much anger and hatred which was enough for me to say she is telling me the truth.

Why the truth does always bitter? Oh, God! She went through so much pain; it's all because of me. I slumped on the chair. Because of me, she lost our child.

My boy...

I still remember the day when she said she has good news for me. She was so happy on that day, her face shone brightly like an angel but...but I...I broke up with her, I broke her fragile heart. It would have hurt her more...

"I'm sorry Riya, I'm really sorry. I'm not worth your forgiveness. I'm so.. Sorry. Please...." I clutched my shirt and cried out of agony.

I didn't dump her, I dumped my babies too. I abandoned my babies. "Ahhhh....." I screamed out of my mind.