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.

like a curse. It kept on ringing in

take the pressure anymore. Hysterically, I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Baby! My baby-" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

a sudden, I felt a jolt in my heart. Gasping from the pain, I opened my eyes and saw

group of doctors in

sigh of relief, "Finally! She woke up. The patient

Transfer her to the ICU. Keep close eyes on her for the next twenty-four hours, and move her to the general ward if everything looks

was only half- awake when the group of people convoyed me to the ICU ward. My throat hurt so

effect of the anesthetic drug wore off, I began to feel intense pain from all over my body, but especially in the abdomen area. It hurt as if I was tugging on the nerves even though I

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

and rescue me from the warehouse. It could be Hendrix, or it could be Aaron, but I had never once considered

I couldn't speak, I only looked at him, and my tears rolled down from

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

Irvin came to hold my hand, his face dark, and there was affliction in