Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 183

"How long has she been like this?" Amanda asks in a worried tone, checking Amara's vitals.

The child is white, pale white and immobile and she has a fever, her temperature is high and heart rate is slow.

Amanda looks up at Leila who is looking down at her child in perpetual sadness, nibbling away at fingers, her eyes red and puffy with dark bags underneath her sleep deprived eyes, fear gyrating back and forth in her heart, worry taking command of her mind, she cannot sleep, she cannot think straight, she cannot do anything.

All she feels is anguish and pain. She should be the one lying down on the bed, Amara should be hale and hearty, she will gladly trade places.

She looks away and she starts to cry again. She just doesn't know what is going on, no one seems to know what is wrong with her daughter, three hospitals and four paediatric specialists and no one can figure out what is wrong.

Four days ago, Amara was hale and hearty. She returned from the playground with Tatum and wouldn't shut up about how much fun they had, Tatum even took her shopping and bought her a cartful of clothes and toys.

Amara insisted that he stayed behind for dinner and when she refused, Amara refused to eat, she went to bed on an empty stomach but the next morning she woke up and has remained like this ever since. Amara couldn't have fallen sick because she did not eat something to bed, right? Or was it when she went out with Tatum? Did she eat something perhaps? Was Tatum watching her at all times? Did he pay her enough attention?

way here with Curtis, if this isn't medical, we'll find out,

goes to hug Leila and Leila

mother, I can't lose her, I can't lose

down to cover her face and she sobs deeply, her

last time she felt this amount

lost her child but this time the fear is stronger, the thought of losing her daughter comes with

be fine, she will not lose her, she

not, her baby is

how sad

she is in, one look at Amara and everything goes away, she draws hope from her little smile, like a reassurance that everything will always work out in the end as long as

everyone to leave the room," Katrina says as she hurries into the room with Curtis in

a girl that looks barely above fifteen, lanky and short but her eyes are completely dark with no other colour

my daughter," Leila says, wiping her eyes and