CHAPTER 4

-Sarah's Pov-

"I'm sick ... why are you telling me to get out, Xavier?" I whined because I really felt sick. My tears fell and I didn't see the slightest worry on his face.

I was even still staring at my twin sister who wasn't doing anything either. "Zoya ... please. I'm your sister, it hurts. Help me," It felt like I didn't even care about the pain in my heart because of them because I needed help for myself right now.

My stomach was getting more and more twisted like it was actually being squeezed by something, even the blood that was coming out was getting so heavy that I myself could feel my body breaking out in cold sweat.

"No need to pretend just to get my sympathy, Sarah! I know you're pretending so I won't get mad at you!" Xavier said with hatred written all over his face.

I really didn't understand how he could act like that towards me. My pain was really coming together now. I no longer knew how I should beg him when I really needed him.

My disappointment was growing without ever diminishing. From the beginning, it was all wrong. Being his mate was a mistake too, especially when the two of them had loved each other from the start, even together.

What was the meaning of this marriage if it only caused wounds? Fortunately for him, he was named Alpha, while I ... was not treated well.

The guards came and immediately pulled me up, making me whimper in pain.

"No! Let go of me!" I shouted, rebelling. "I'm hurt! Please, it hurts!" 

But, no one was being nice to me. No one held me and took care of me. I was completely ignored, thrown away like trash that no longer mattered.

Even the guard who took me out of the house actually took me far away until I was completely out of the house area.

I tried to endure my pain by trying to stand up and carry myself to the car. But I couldn't stand up so I ended up shuffling no matter if my clothes were dirty, because I was already bleeding quite a lot.

I stared at the door of the house as I made my way to the car, seeing Xavier standing at the window, looking at me expressionlessly. I had no idea what was going through his mind, I really wanted to know what I looked like in his eyes. But he never showed even a hint of his feelings for me.

I didn't even know why everyone liked my sister and hated me. What did I do wrong all this time? However as far as I remember, I never did anything wrong to them. 

Was I really less beautiful? Even though we were twins, I never thought anything about it. Because I had always generalized that all women were beautiful in their own way. Or, was it because I was just a twin sister who was always behind her? Just being her shadow?

Damn it! This really hurt me. What I felt physically and mentally really felt so real today. 

I sighed when I finally managed to reach the car, I got in and started the engine even though my state was really close to making me faint, I tried to hold myself together by sending myself the suggestion that I would get to the hospital ... Yeah, I tried to take myself to the hospital because I had to make sure that my baby was okay.

When I arrived at the hospital, I was immediately attended to by Doctor Richard, who was a werewolf himself and often treated patients who were also werewolves.

My hand was given an IV and I was really treated as quickly as possible because they knew how close I was to not being helped, even coming to the hospital by car myself.

After that, Doctor Richard approached me and he was really the only one with me. I had mixed feelings because I was really alone here, it was so sad that no husband was here to accompany me.

"Sarah, you were pregnant with twins, but you miscarried one of them," he said, telling me.

My eyes bulged in shock at the news. My heart was pounding and my pain had multiplied many times over.

"Then ... then what should I do? What about my other baby?" I asked nervously and trembled.

"You have to have a curettage to remove the miscarried fetus, Sarah. As for your other baby, it's saved but still very weak. You must take care of this one very seriously."

I swallowed my saliva at the sight of my poor, unfortunate self.

No wonder my stomach was hurting, and I had lost one of my babies.

"Why did I miscarry?" I asked through my tears. "What—"

"Sarah, you seem stressed out about something. I'm not going to ask you what's wrong with you. But the condition of the fetus in a pregnant woman's stomach depends on the mother," he explained.

I closed my eyes, letting the tears fall from the corners of my eyes.

"Just do it, doctor," I said softly. 

He nodded and looked at me attentively. "I'm sorry, but henceforth, please don't stress too much about what you're going through. You have to be strong, Sarah."

Fortunately, Doctor Richard didn't know Xavier. Maybe if he did, he would have told Xavier quietly. 

"I'll take care of it, doctor. Thank you."

"You will be transferred to a special room later, so now prepare yourself. I will prepare everything."

After Doctor Richard left, I sighed, staring at the ceiling of this hospital room with tears still falling. My body actually felt shivered from the pain I still felt but it didn't hurt as much as before because when I got here I had been given special treatment. 

But still, losing something precious really hurts more than anything else. Was this also howMariya felt when Xavier finally married me and found out that I was his mate? So, is this some kind of punishment for me too even though I didn't mean to take hers?

"After this, I will leave this place to raise and take care of my own child. Because only I can help myself, not anyone else."