Chapter 11

~11~Leila

Everything was a blurr then. As I woke up in a hospital bed. My mom resting her head on my bed. I tried to move my body, but something inside me hurts.

My eyes darted at the door where the Doctor came with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, Miss Vasquez. You're two months pregnant. Please take care of yourself, to make your baby healthy"

And that news... thundered me.

I cried and cried and cried.

I was mourning, while I am pregnant. I can't stress myself, that's why I was forced to take care of myself.

I shouldn't grieve... but how can I not?

Just the thought of my dad in a coffin, pains me.

I couldn't even glance at my father. And seeing his coffin terrifies me.

My mom was braver. She's silent, and would grieve without disturbing me.

I thought she's mad...