Whatever happens, I'm not going to back away. I already failed my one child; I will never repeat the same mistakes. I want to protect my baby and my girl.

I reached the hospital early in the morning and saw Juliet and Harith were sitting on the chair. "Are you okay?" He asked once he saw me. I nodded my head even though I'm not fine.


"You look terrible, why don't you take some rest and come later?" I gave him a pointed look that shut him immediately.

"Doctor, how is She?" I asked hiding my anxiety not wanting to show him how weak I am.

"She is doing well but her Blood pressure is slightly increased, that's the problem here. It's not good for both her and the baby."


"Baby?" I, Juliet and Harith asked in unison. I was stunned once again today. No power will have the guts to kill me in the future if my heart stays alive today.

"Yeah, she is two weeks pregnant." He revealed.


"Huhh!!" I let out an audible sigh. Why it all happened suddenly? It's too much for one day.

"Does she know about this?" I asked. How will she react? He shook his head. "No, I called you when she got conscious but she fell unconscious again, I tried to reach you multiple times but couldn't reach." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay. Thank you, doctor. If anything, please let me know." I took his hand for a polite handshake.

"Sure." He nodded his head before walked away.

Juliet gave me a blank look while Harith gave me a questioning look when I looked at them. "What?" I raised my brows at him.

"Nothing." He shrugged his shoulders. Ignoring their stares, I took a seat on the chair and wiped my face with my palm.

I have no words to describe how I am feeling right now. Just an hour ago I was happened to know about my babies and his sudden death. And now one baby is on the way.

Please, God!!! Give me some strength. I'm ready to do anything if it costs my life too.

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Kayish's POV:

I have been waiting for a long time thinking when the doctor will come out of Sweety's room. It has been one hour since he entered her room to perform the body checkups.

Oh, God!! Why does it take him a long time? I'm not a saint who has all the composure running in his system.

Losing all my patience I'm started to tap my feet on the floor continuously, it seems every second passed like ages.

My eyes are burning with sensation by the desire of getting some sleep, on the other side, my stomach is grumbling louder begging for food. But they both have no idea what's going on here except my heart which creates a loud thud for every second, longing to hear the good news of his girls well being.

I rubbed my eyes to let go of my sleep and leaned on the wall. Folding my hand across my chest I'm started to think of Sweety and Riya, my little princess and queen, who were lying on the bed for the past one day to the process of eating me alive.

All my tears in my eyes were dried and I have no energy left in my body to make any noise. I can't even feel my throat; it likes I had drunk the whole molten gold and it has stuck inside my throat.

The tickling sound of the giant Wall clock gave me a mini heart attack whenever the needle passed the number. It's not just counting the time, instead, counting my baby's life too.

The timeline for Sweety has left only 20 hours to get up or else she would fall into a coma or face a dreadful de... No, she is a fighter, she will definitely come back.

"Doctor, how's my baby? Is any improvement?" I asked the doctor once he came out of my baby's room after finishing his final check-up.

"I'm sorry. I don't think she will make it?" He shook his head.

I struggled to breathe. It likes someone had cut the whole oxygen supply from my body. "What do you mean?" I barely whispered.

"It all depends upon to herself. If she wants to live she could cross this misery." He patted my shoulder; I can read the defeat in his face.

"Can I see her?" I asked hoping he will say yes. He was hesitant at first then slightly nodded his head giving me the approval to visit my child.

The nurse gave me a green colour coat and a mask to change before allowing me to enter the ICU ward. I clutched the doorknob and to assured myself. "You can do this." I inhaled deeply and turned the doorknob.

The beeping sound of my baby's heavy heartbeat got my attention when I entered her room. Various types of machines were hooked into her body monitoring her every movement. I'm not familiar with this stuff, I had never been in this situation before.

She was breathing with the help of an oxygen mask that was given to her and a giant bandage was wrapped around her head where I could able to see faint bloodstains. I was scared at first to touch her thinking what if I crush her.

"Hey! Baby!!" I whispered combing her hair full of affection and love. I didn't think of it before that I could have these kinds of feelings inside me, especially towards this little bunny.

"My little bunny." I smiled when I thought about our first meeting. How crazy I was? I couldn't even able to spot my own flesh. She is the exact replica of my Riya. Same brown hair, chubby cheeks and has her all inheritance, It made me jealous.

And our second meeting, it's totally awful. She was demanding to ask her an apology when I accidentally crushed her chocolate. It was an accident but I didn't care to apologize.