Chapter forty three

Aliyah went over to the clinic and she sighed when she saw Eric sitting up on his bed. His long black hair was cascading down his shoulders and his black eyes still spoke of the unbearable pain he had gone through. He looked surprised seeing her but he still gifted her a warm smile. “Hi newest mother,” he said cheerily at her but Aliyah still noticed the pain in his voice.

“How are you Eric?” She said, her eyes going over to Natsha who was occupying the next bed to see her glaring at her.

“Aliyah, what are you doing here, are you okay child?” Eric’s mother rushed to hold her hands, “you are not hurt any where are you?”

Shaking her head, Aliyah smiled at the tensed woman, “I’m fine, really, you don’t have to worry about me.”

“Oh dear, we have to,” she said, “but I’m glad you are okay, really,” she smiled and let go of her hand.

“You must be so full of yourself now, aren’t you?” Natasha asked.

“How are you, Natasha?”

“How do you think I am? Your ‘mate’ almost killed my mate and I becaus