Anguished

Four days later, Charlotte awoke to the sound of a machine beeping in an unfamiliar room, her body throbbing with pain. "Arghhhh! Where am I?" she muttered, placing her hand on her forehead, attempting to piece together her shattered memory.

"You're in the hospital. Are you okay?" Derek answered.

She looked at him and noticed a very sad and heavy look plastered on his face. He sat beside her and tucked the strand of hair on her face behind her ear, trying to fake a smile. “Are you okay?” he asked softly and affectionately.

Charlotte looked at the sad expression on Derek’s face. The last time he had this sad expression was when she lost their first child. Fear gripped her because the look on Derek’s face was ten times sadder than what she had previously encountered. He was also filled with pain and hatred.

“My child!” Charlotte exclaimed in fear.

Derek gently touched her belly. “Our baby is okay!” He replied with a fake smile at the corner of his lips, planting kisses all over her neck