Chapter 65: Fruit of our love

Gracelyn's POV

When I open my eyes my hands are tied on the bed. Why would they do this for? What am I ? Insane?

Good thing I know what to do in moments like this. I gently get out of that clothes and sit on the edge of the bed. I looked around. What happened to me? Why am I in the hospital?

I went to the comfort room to change my clothes. This ward has its own comfort room. This is expensive for sure. I walked out of the room and went to the rooftop. I need some fresh air. I don't know how long I was in that bed but I feel suffocated and my arms and feet are a little bit numb. I went to the edge and squat looking at the cars below.

"Gracelyn!" Someone yelled. I looked around and see Greg catching his breathe.

"Please, let's talk about this. We can overcome this together. Eventhough our little strawberry is gone, we still have each other. You still have me."

"Little strawberry?"

"Yes, our baby. That is the name you gave to him or her. Our fetus' name."

What is he talking about? We had