For days on end, I felt like my body and mind were entirely numb. How could I have been so stupid?
I thought that the hardest part would be giving up the child, yet I had managed to completely overlook the actual possibility of death. It sounded so medieval, dying in childbirth. I knew it still happened today, but I somehow thought it wouldn’t be me.
I watched Clara run by me, closely followed by Kiara. I thought I was doing it all for her, but what would even happen to her if I died? Would she go back to Max? Legally she would have to, but the thought alone broke my heart.
I looked back down at my phone. Obviously I had been googling the condition non stop, obviously it did nothing to help my numbness. The baby could cause internal bleeding, meaning an emergency c-section that the baby would most
Robert’s povI looked up at the ceiling. It was a joke really. I pay all this money to have a functional and good looking home, yet when I need it to be a home, all I look at is that ugly grey ceiling. I couldn’t even be bothered to change it. What could I even put up there?With the thoughts of having my ceilings painted like they were the sistine chapel, I got out of bed. It had been another restless night, with nothing to distract my thoughts. I looked over to the other side of the bed, remembering how just a few weeks ago Dalia had laid there, complaining that I always got up so early.It was the life of insomniacs, I thought to myself as I hopped in the shower. We need sleep, but we never get it. Instead we are faced with hours upon hours of thinking time. When I was a teen
I’ll call you when I need you.It might have been one of the worst things he has said to me. Not only did it shatter my trust, it made me feel like a proper idiot. To make matters worse, somehow I still wanted every text I received to be from him.I laid in my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Kiara was taking care of the girls in the living room. I could hear the sounds of the Lion King, Clara’s favourite movie, from here. It had been two whole weeks since that call, two whole weeks where every kick from the baby made me equally happy and sad.A new song started playing in the living room, closely followed by Kiara and Clara singing along to it. I owe her a lot of baby sitting after I give birth, assuming I don’t die, as Kiara was here every day now. Sometimes I helped her take pictures
The car ride was far slower than I had hoped it to be. The sun was slowly starting to dip behind the horizon, painting the skies pink and orange. I wanted the beautiful colours to take my mind away from the whirlwind of emotions inside me. Sadly for me, they were just colours.Somehow, somewhere along the way I had fallen in love with him. I had started to think of us as an actual couple, not just a fake one. It was the one thing I never thought would happen, I thought I could just turn my emotions off as always and deliver this baby to get the money. To make matters worse, I knew Robert would never love me back.I forced myself to take a deep breath as we pulled up to the front gate. I needed to keep my calm, too much stress might make matters worse with the baby’s health. The dark green dress I had chosen to wear fitted tightly around my body, hug
Robert glanced over to me every other minute, it did absolutely nothing to calm my nerves which were flaring up inside of me.“I am fine.” I eventually snapped at him. “Stop looking.”He didn’t reply to it and instead grabbed his phone and started going through his emails. We were in the back of an expensive Rolls Royce, I didn’t even know Robert likes expensive cars. Though he is a billionaire, so it’s not that big of a surprise. We needed something to make a big entrance in and this car was definitely nothing but an eye catcher.Robert wore a black suit, with a dark blue tie. My dress was the exact same shade of navy blue. It was a satin dress that hugged tightly around my body and showed off my bump. I had even been given a blinged out diamond choker and diamond ear
There was a little rest area before heading into the art exhibit. When this place was open to their regular art loving crowd, this would simply be the entrance hall. There were already some tables with food and drinks, as well as some chairs to sit down on. I spotted the singer taking off her heels and changing them to flats. She smiled kindly when she spotted me staring at her. I didn’t really know how to respond, so I just simply smiled back at her. Robert ‘parked’ me on an empty chair and grabbed some water and food for me. I hadn’t felt any of the pains luckily, but I sure as hell did not have the stamina to stand for this long anymore either. My feet were already swollen and hurting, and the night had only just begun.“Thank you.” I gladly accepted the drink from Robert. “Any pain?” He whispered. I shook my head. “Just my feet, nothing bad.” I told him. We stayed in that hall for a little bit so
“Oh for fucks sake.” I cursed, tiredly rubbing my temples. “Why can nothing ever go drama free for me?”I knew Liann’s family was rich, I knew that they were from around here. I vaguely remember her telling me her great grandfather invented some everyday item, and her grandfather and father just reinvested the money in startups and real estate. I would have never made the connection to what Robert had told me about Dennis Wright, I hadn’t even really bothered to google him. Maybe that was naive of me, I surely did curse myself for it now.“You know him?” Robert asked me, his eyes switching between me and Dennis. “He is Liann’s uncle,” I told him. Robert clearly didn’t remember who Liann was, so I quickly elaborated. “She is my sister in law. The demon.”“That didn’t come up on your background check.” Robert said. I couldn’t blame him for that comment. Him
Robert’s marketing team was very happy with our outing to the art exhibit. The following day I saw pictures come by of us on the red carpet, as well as the photos that were taken when I was fangirling over art. The latter really did turn out great. I was pointing at the art and clearly talking, while Robert was looking at me, with a small smile on his face. The art exhibit used them to show how interesting their art was, the gossip magazines used them to show how Robert was in love with me. It was a win-win.I didn’t feel any pain, besides the regular pregnancy ones, after the party and it was making me a bit bolder. I still kept to mostly resting, but I wasn’t putting off things until after the birth anymore either. Sure, it was still six days of rest and then one appointment on the seventh day, but it was more than what I did before.Back when I first moved into this apartment I had already bought a coffee machine. Pregnant women really weren’t su
Doctor Ward was always in a much better mood when Robert wasn’t here for my appointments. He even wore a funky tie today, with little green dinosaurs on them. Clara would love him, that’s for sure.“No pain,” I confirmed for him. “Outside of my back and my feet, of course.”He nodded and wrote it down, though I knew he must already know about all of this. I was still on a decently strict schedule to tell doctor Ward everything I felt in regards to the pregnancy. I think most of my messages never made it past the nurse, but they must be in my file at the very least.“We are slowly heading towards your due date.” Doctor Ward said as he was writing. “Nervous?”“Well, the possibility of horrible pain and death doesn’t really make me look forward to it.” I joked. Doctor Ward smiled and finished writing his sentence before putting the clipboard down. We were in the oh so familiar examination