Chapter One hundred and Ten - The baby

Isabella's point of view.

I swear my head hurt like a bitch when I woke up, all I could see were blinding white lights everywhere and sometimes the occasional doctor with their white coats.

I went in and out of consciousness and every time, I woke up at a different time of the day.

Sometimes I saw Jason, sometimes he hovered on me, other times he was screaming for the doctor. But I heard him, multiple times.

I heard him when he talked to me every time. The sweet words he said to me while he caressed my forehead, the kisses he placed there and sometimes, when I felt really strong, I tried my best to squeeze his hand.

There was a time I heard a child speaking. I was pretty sure it was Amethyst because of how soft she had spoken. She had begged me to wake up for her and I tried, I really tried.

I just couldn't. And then I slipped out of consciousness again.

This time, I was determined to remain conscious.

The doctor by my side smiled kindly at me, "Oh Mrs Wells, you're awake," He touched