LOGINThe day of discharge came quicker than expected.Morning light filled the hospital room, soft and calm, but Ammie didnât feel calm.She sat at the edge of the bed, already dressed, her small bag beside her.Her fingers were restless.Her thoughts louder than everything else.This wasnât just about leaving the hospital.It was about where she was going next.---Adrian stood by the window again.Same position.Different silence.He hadnât asked her anything since the night before.Not where she had decided to go.Not what she wanted.And somehowâThat made it harder.---âYouâre ready?â he asked finally, turning to her.Ammie nodded slowly.âYeah.âSilence.Then he picked up her bag before she could.âIâll take this.âShe didnât argue.---The walk out of the hospital felt longer than it should have.Blue was there.Her mum.Her dad.Everyone waiting.Everyone watching.---âAmmie,â her mum called softly, moving toward her.Ammie smiled faintly.âIâm okay,â she said.Her mother still h
The hospital room felt different that afternoon.Quieter.But not peaceful.Not completely.Because beneath everythingâThere was tension.Unspoken.Growing.---Ammie sat up slightly against the pillows, a tray of untouched food in front of her.She wasnât hungry.Her mind wouldnât let her be.Across the roomâAdrian stood by the window, phone in his hand, speaking in a low voice.ââŚI donât care how long it takes,â he said. âGet it done today.âA pause.ThenââAnd make sure the house is ready.âHe ended the call.Turned.And saw her watching him.---âYou should eat,â he said, walking closer.âIâm not hungry,â Ammie replied.He didnât argue.He just pulled the chair closer and sat.ââŚYou need to,â he said softly.âFor your strength.âHer eyes dropped briefly to her stomach.Then back to him.âIâll eat later.â---Silence stretched between them.Not empty.Just⌠careful.---âWhat house?â she asked suddenly.Adrian didnât look surprised.âIâm arranging somewhere else,â he said.âFor y
Morning came slowly.Soft light slipped through the hospital curtains, settling gently across the room.Ammie was awake.Not fully strongâbut present.And this time, when she opened her eyesâShe didnât panic.Because Adrian was still there.Exactly where he promised to be.Sitting beside her.Head slightly tilted, like he had drifted into a light sleep.But his handâStill wrapped around hers.Like even in sleep, he refused to let go.---Ammie watched him quietly.Her eyes tracing his face.The tiredness.The softness.The part of him she hadnât seen in a long time.ââŚYou stayed,â she whispered.Adrian stirred slightly.Then his eyes opened.The moment he saw her looking at himâEverything in his expression changed.Softened.âYouâre awake,â he said gently.âI didnât go anywhere.âA small silence followed.Then Ammie asked, quietlyâââŚDid you sleep here?âAdrian gave a faint smile.âNot really.âShe almost smiled.Almost.---A nurse came in briefly, checking her vitals, adjusting a
The room was quiet.Only the soft beeping of the monitor filled the space, steady and calmâlike it was the only thing holding everything together.Adrian hadnât moved.Not for hours.He sat beside the bed, one hand wrapped gently around Ammieâs, his thumb brushing softly over her skin like he was afraid she might disappear if he stopped touching her.His eyes were tired.Red.But he refused to leave.ââŚYou always do this,â he murmured quietly. âYou go through things alone⌠and still act strong.âHis gaze stayed on her face.Pale.Too still.âIâm here now,â he added softly. âIâm not going anywhere again.âSilence.He exhaled slowly, leaning back slightly but not letting go of her hand.ââŚI remember everything,â he said again, almost like he needed her to hear it even in her sleep. âEvery fight⌠every moment⌠every time I hurt you.âHis jaw tightened.âI remember the night I told myself this was just a contractâŚâ he continued. âAnd how that was the biggest lie I ever told.âHis voice dr
Blue stood frozen in the hospital corridor, the doctorâs words still ringing in her ears.We need the father.Her fingers tightened around her phone.She didnât want to call him.Not after everything.Not after the pain.But this wasnât about pride anymore.This was about Ammie.ââŚJust pick up,â she muttered as she dialed.---At Adrianâs houseâHis phone rang.He answered immediately.âHello?ââAdrian.âHis entire body stilled.ââŚBlue,â he said slowly. âWhere is she?ââSheâs at St. Maryâs General Hospital,â Blue said quickly. âShe had an accident. She needs you.âSilence.ThenââIâm coming.âThe call ended.---Adrian didnât think.Didnât hesitate.He grabbed his keys and rushed out.The drive was reckless.Fast.Every red light ignored.Every second stretching painfully.ââŚNothing must happen to you,â he whispered, his voice shaking slightly.Memories kept flashing.Her face.Her voice.Her anger.Her softness.Everything he had forgottenâNow hitting him all at once.---At the hos
Adrian didnât know where else to go.The drive back home felt longer than usual, even though he barely remembered the roads he passed. His hands were tight on the steering wheel, his mind spinning uncontrollably.He had gone to the restaurant.She wasnât there.He had gone to Blueâs house.Empty.It felt like the world had suddenly hidden her from him.ââŚWhere did you go?â he muttered, frustration rising in his chest.But underneath the frustrationâWas something heavier.Fear.---When he got home, the house felt unusually alive.Voices.Laughter.Music.Adrian frowned immediately as he stepped inside.âWhat is going on?â he asked sharply.From the living roomâBianca walked out.Dressed beautifully.Like she belonged there.âAdrian,â she smiled. âYouâre back.âHe stared at her.Not the same way as before.This timeâWith clarity.With memory.With anger.âGet out.âThe words came out flat.Cold.Bianca blinked.ââŚWhat?ââI said get out,â Adrian repeated, his voice rising now. âLeave
Ammie didnât tell anyone else.Not after the hospital.Not after the confirmation.Not even after she and Blue got back home.The word pregnant still echoed in her head like something unreal⌠something fragile⌠something that could be taken away if she said it too loud.She sat on the edge of the b
Ammie didnât move for a long time.She just stood there in the restroom, staring at her reflection like the answer might appear on her face.ââŚNo,â she whispered again, shaking her head slightly. âIt canât beâŚâBut her body said otherwise.The tiredness.The dizziness.The way she had been feeling
Morning came slowly for Ammie.The kind of morning that didnât feel like a new start, but a continuation of something heavy.She opened her eyes, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling in Blueâs room. For a few seconds, she didnât move. Then everything came rushing backâthe hospital, the shouting, the w
Ammie didnât remember how long she sat outside the hospital.Time had stopped meaning anything.The noise around her faded into nothing, her thoughts louder than everything else combined. Adrianâs face⌠his voice⌠his words from just that morningâthey kept replaying, clashing painfully with the rea







