My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Baby, my baby..." I called, repeatedly. Then, I saw a very small silhouette in the bright light. He toddled towards me. Because he was too young, he was taking short unsteady steps.

I was so delighted to have finally seen him. Running to meet him, I held him in my arms and looked closely at him. He was really tiny. His face was red, possibly from how much effort he put in to come out of my belly.

I gazed at his little nose and little eyes. They looked so perfect on him. He even smiled at me. He looked exactly like an angel when he curled the corners of his tiny lips.

"Arianna," A deep voice echoed in my ears. "Arianna!"

I looked around to locate the source of the voice, but there was only emptiness around me. I could see nothing.

When I came back to my senses and wanted to see my baby again, he was already gone. I was alone amid the white fog, at a loss.

"Arianna!" The voice from earlier called again. I covered my ears, refusing to listen to it. I didn't want to be distracted again. I looked around for my child, just as I did before.

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my heart. Gasping from the

a group of doctors in white coats,

heaved a sigh of relief, "Finally! She woke

her for the

people convoyed me to the ICU ward. My

body, but especially in the abdomen area. It hurt as if I

hours until the anesthesia is completely worn off. Before that, you can

from the warehouse. It could be Hendrix, or

only looked at him, and my tears rolled down from the corners of

priority now is to rest well. You'll have a baby again in the future." Hearing his words, my heart had broken into pieces. I felt like I

endless agony. Irvin came to hold my hand,