At The Hospital

WHITNEY'S POV

As the cab sped on the highway to the hospital which I and all my family members have been using since I was a kid, from time to time, I stole glances at my mom and dad. My mom who was sitting beside me in the back seat of the cab was looking so sick which made me feel sad and scared.

Although my dad said that she has been ill for the past two weeks, I knew it wasn't as bad as it is now. Without a doubt, I knew the shock of the news about my rape and pregnancy had worsened her health.

My father, on the other hand, was looking worried and sad. He was looking out of the window most of the time and seemed to be lost in thought but he turned from time to time to gaze at my mom with deep sorrow in his eyes.

Martin who was sitting in the front passenger seat appeared to also be lost in thought. In other words, everyone in my family looked sad including me.

The cab driver was focused and looking straight ahead as he drove at a moderate speed.

As we got closer to the hospital