登入She lowered her gaze to the file sitting in front of her."There is something you need to know."I was already losing patience, if my cancer was not back why was I here? "Stop talking in riddles Valentina."She inhaled slowly."Then I guess I will go straight to the point, there is a woman in this hospital who is fourteen weeks pregnant with your child."For a moment, I genuinely thought I had misheard her."My what?""Your child." she repeated with her face straight."That's not possible and you know that." I say laughing, "So just tell me what's really going on." Three years ago, after my recovery, I had ordered every specimen I had stored destroyed. I had signed the papers myself. I did not want any kids and I made sure I destroyed any chances of that happening three years ago. "I know," she said quietly standing up and her face gave it all away. This was no joke, she was serious, a feeling of unease crept up my spine.Then she slid a document across the desk."Your mother purc
I closed my eyes, Of course she did.Only my mother would think she had the right to make decisions about my future without my consent."She arranged an insemination procedure for your fiancée, Moraa."My jaw clenched so hard it hurt at the mention of my fiances name. Rage flooded through me. But before I could explode, Valentina delivered the final blow."However, there was a mistake." I stared at her "a mix up occurred during the procedure and the wrong woman was inseminated."The room suddenly felt too small. I leaned back in my chair and laughed bitterly."This can't be real."But judging from the look on her face, she meant every word she said. "Moraa doesn't know?" I asked.She shook her head."Obviously she knows the procedure failed because she is not pregnant."I rubbed a hand over my face trying to go over all the things dr Valentina had just said to me. My mother had stolen my genetic material.My fiancée had secretly tried to get pregnant and a complete stranger was now
"That's not possible and you know that." I say laughing, "So just tell me what's really going on." Three years ago, after my recovery, I had ordered every specimen I had stored destroyed. I had signed the papers myself. I did not want any kids and I made sure I destroyed any chances of that happening three years ago. "I know," she said quietly standing up and her face gave it all away. This was no joke, she was serious, a feeling of unease crept up my spine.Then she slid a document across the desk."Your mother purchased one specimen before the destruction order was completed."I stared at her completely shocked."What?""She bribed a nurse."I closed my eyes, Of course she did.Only my mother would think she had the right to make decisions about my future without my consent."She arranged an insemination procedure for your fiancée, Moraa."My jaw clenched so hard it hurt at the mention of my fiances name. Rage flooded through me. But before I could explode, Valentina delivered t
She had been my doctor through every brutal stage of my cancer treatment. If she was asking me to come to the hospital in person, it wasn't for small talk."What is this about?" I asked as I drove."I can't discuss it over the phone, Kumba. Please just come in." she said before she hung up.The entire drive, my mind went to one place only.The cancer was back. There was always that possibility that it might come back, but I could only hope and pray. By the time I reached the hospital, my chest was tight with dread.I hated hospitals, the smell, the memories from my time there. The reminder of how close I had come to dying.I pushed open her office door without knocking and she looked up from her desk."Kumba, thank you for coming."The careful expression on her face only made me more uneasy."What happened?" I asked. "Just tell me. Is the cancer back?""No." she answered almost immediately. "Then what is this about?"She lowered her gaze to the file sitting in front of her."There i
Kumba. When Dr. Valentina called and told me she needed to see me immediately, my stomach dropped because it was never good news when she called. She had been my doctor through every brutal stage of my cancer treatment. If she was asking me to come to the hospital in person, it wasn't for small talk."What is this about?" I asked as I drove."I can't discuss it over the phone, Kumba. Please just come in." she said before she hung up.The entire drive, my mind went to one place only.The cancer was back. There was always that possibility that it might come back, but I could only hope and pray. By the time I reached the hospital, my chest was tight with dread.I hated hospitals, the smell, the memories from my time there. The reminder of how close I had come to dying.I pushed open her office door without knocking and she looked up from her desk."Kumba, thank you for coming."The careful expression on her face only made me more uneasy."What happened?" I asked. "Just tell me. Is the
Then I feel Kumba's arm around my shoulders.The hospital bed beneath me.The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter now.Morning sunlight spills through the windows.And Kumba is still beside me.I must have fallen asleep against him sometime during the night because my cheek is resting against his chest.His arm is still wrapped around me protectively, it was warm solid and safe. The realization makes my heart do a stupid little flip.The knock comes again.Louder this time.Kumba stirs immediately.His arm tightens instinctively around me before he fully wakes.The movement sends an unexpected wave of emotion through me.Like some part of him was protecting me even in his sleep."Kumba," I whisper.His eyes open slowly.For a second he looks confused.Then his gaze drops to me.And immediately softens."Morning."His voice is rough from sleep.Ridiculously attractive.Not that I would ever tell him that.My cheeks warm."Morning."The knock com
The hospital bed beneath me.The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter now.Morning sunlight spills through the windows.And Kumba is still beside me.I must have fallen asleep against him sometime during the night because my cheek is resting against his chest.
GesareI don't realize I've fallen asleep until a sharp knock at the hospital door jolts me awake.For one blissful second, I forget everything.Then I feel Kumba's arm around my shoulders.The hospital bed beneath me.The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter
For one blissful second, I forget everything.Then I feel Kumba's arm around my shoulders.The hospital bed beneath me.The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter now.Morning sunlight spills through the windows.And Kumba is still beside me.I must have fallen
The ache in my body.The baby.Moraa.My eyes open slowly.The room is brighter now.Morning sunlight spills through the windows.And Kumba is still beside me.I must have fallen asleep against him sometime during the night because my cheek is resting against his chest.His arm is still wrapped aro







