"I'm sorry, my baby. Dad was awful to you." I combed her hair through my fingers.

And in our third meeting, it was chanceless. She called me a monster. "Definitely, I'm a monster." I stroked her cheeks gently.


"Please, come back baby. Daddy will protect you. Mommy loves you more than anyone." It's very hard to swallow the lump which formed in my throat.

"You have a little sister or brother on their way. Don't you want to play with them?" I kissed her forehead.

"Sir?" The nurse gave me a pitying look. I nodded my head as a compliment before walked out of her room.


"Hey!!" Jack my friend hugged me once I reached the hallway where I was seated before.

"It's okay, everything alright." He assured me.


"She is dying jack!! How it would be alright?" I pushed him away. "Don't give me fake confidence." I snarled "That you give your patients."

"You wouldn't tell me the same thing if your daughter had in her shoes." I threw my hand in the air.

"Ahhhh... It is eating me alive." I pulled my hair out of frustration.

"You are not in your right mind, Kayish. Just relax." He made me sit on the chair.

"Drink this." He handed me a glass of water but I refused to take it. "Don't be like this, be strong man. I have gone through her file, she is alright she will wake up any time soon."

"Leave, please don't kill me." I wiped my tears.

"Doctor, the baby..."

"What happened to her?" I stood up abruptly when the nurse who was monitoring Sweety came partially running towards us.

"She...she is responding." She breathed out.

"Let me check." Jack ran towards her room while I'm praying my dear God with a hope-filled heart.

Exactly 10 minutes later he came out of her room with a huge grin on his face. "She is awake." Reading my mind he replied immediately before I throw any questions.

"Thank God." I let out a long sigh. It seems I have reborn again. "She's a fighter." He gave me a proud smile. "Yes, she is." I returned the smile.

Finally, I got two hours of sleep before the nurse wakes me up. Not realizing where I am, I gave her a questioning look for which she simply smiled at me.

"She is awake." The nurse informed me. I looked at her blankly.

Who? Before my mind asked her a stupid question I heard my pounding heartbeat in my rib cage. Oh, God!! It's Riya. All my sleeping system woke up immediately when her name popped into my mind.

"Thank you." I dismissed her. Gathering all my courage I entered her room. She was looking at the ceilings but her gaze turned towards me when she felt my presence.

"Why are you still here?" She blurted out giving me a murderous glare. "Stop." She stood up abruptly when I took a step towards her.

"Please babe, you are hurting yourself." I pleaded when I spotted a small stain of blood in her arm where the IV was hooked into her arm.

She snatched the needle from her forearm and threw away. "Don't come here." She roared.

"I'm sorry Riya. Please forgive me." I took her hand within me. She weights like a mere paper. "I did horrible things to you. I don't deserve you." My voice shuttered. I can't think my future without her.

"I want you. I want to stay with Sweety's life, our baby's life." She struggled under my touch but froze in her midst.

The confusing look written all over her face has enough to tell me that she has no idea about the baby thing. I kneeled in front of her and wrapped my hand around her waist before planting a small kiss on her stomach.

"Our baby." I whispered.

"Baby?" Her eyes widen in shock and she fainted once again.

*

"Baby?" I was confused. "Oh, god!! We didn't use PROTECTION!!!" My inner voice screamed. My vision became to blur and the next thing I saw was blackness.

The night when Riya was drunken......

"Where are you taking me?!!" I cried looking at the Zombie who clasped my seat belt, ready to start the car.

"I'm taking you to your place?" The zombie replied closing his eyes for a second. He then shook his head to gain his composure, seems he is not in his control either and when he opened his eyes, it was red shoot

"And...." I began but stopped when the lock of his hair fell onto his forehead; I had the sudden urge to touch his hair.

"What are you doing?" The zombie's voice was smooth like velvet when I brought my hand to the attempt of touching his forehead, but it hung on the midair.

"Just helping you..." hiccup "...to get your hair back on its place." I smiled the devilish smile and brought his hair back to its place.

"Be a good boy and stay with your friends. Don't come out. It's dangerous outside." I lectured while giving a soft pat to his hair. "Good boy." I cheered.

"See...." I raised my imaginary collar as a victory. "I did it." I said proudly like I won the Oscar award. He shook his head and focused on the road.

"Where are you taking me?" I whined again.

"To your place?" he looked at me then shook his head disappointedly.

"How many glasses did you finish before I came?" He pressed the horn button and stopped the car abruptly making me cover both my ears by my hands when it created an alarming sound like a girl in the Annabelle movie.

"Hey! Watch out!!!" He yelled scrolling down the window, his head peeked outside. He cursed something under his breath and started his car again.

Laying my head on the window I stared at him with pouted lips. "What happened now?" He asked in his crispy tone.

"You look like my... my Ex... Ex. Boyfriend." I hiccupped again.