Donor

~Hannah~

“Why can't my husband give my daughter blood?” I charge at Doctor Hems.

“You should know better, Hannah. In a situation like this, it can only mean one thing: Liam is not the father of your daughter.”

“What…”

My legs feel jittery. I force it to keep standing. My head is banging. 

“Doctor! We found a donor!” 

I look up to see a nurse and in a flash doctor Hems is gone. One of the nurses comes to explain to me which I'm grateful to because I'm going crazy hearing the machines beeping with no one to tell me what exactly is going on. 

“Olivia’s Mom right?” 

I nod frantically. “Yes yes I'm Olivia's mom. What's going on…where's the doctor?”

“We just found a donor. However, his identity is secret as we can't reveal it. However, be rest assured that Olivia will get better now.”

“Donor…” my lips quivered and my chest grip in a painful relief. “Please, how do I meet this donor…is he someone I know…”

“I can't say. I'm sorry.”

“I have to thank him for saving my daughter's life… can't I still meet him?”

The nurse vehemently refuses as she walks off leaving me in my own pool of confusion. I sit down on the bench, several thoughts swirling in my head. Liam is not Olivia's father…Doctor Hem must be mistaken. I try to tell myself but I know it's a big lie. Deep within me I had felt it. The feeling had always been there but I refused to acknowledge it. What will I tell people…that my three year old daughter is the son of a man in my past…What am I going to do now…oh god.

“Hannah.”

I look up. My body tightens. 

“Follow me.” Liam orders. 

He enters a room and I follow him. The room looks like an office but there's no one inside. 

As soon as I shut the door, his palms lands on my face. For a split second, all I see is stars as the pain stings me. I bit my wince back. I deserve it. I deserve it. Nina agitates. Stay calm Nina. We deserve it. 

He grips my neck and fling me against the office desk. “I don't wanna know whatever you were thinking but listen, I have banned the doctor from speaking of this. No one will ever bring this up. You will not mention this to anyone. Olivia will remain my loving daughter, and you, my wife.”

I look up wearily with both surprise and confusion. What I was expecting was ‘who is the father? Why did you cheat on me?’

“I will never accept your rejection. You will never be able to leave me.”

My eyes meet his cold eyes. All I see in them is a man that wants nothing but to keep me as his prisoner in the name of wife. “Why? So you will keep on hurting me? Haven't you ruined me enough…”

He pushes me against the wall. My spine cracks. I am not able to hold back my groans this time because the pain is excruciating. He charges at me and pulls me up again. Put a dagger into my palms and aim it in his throat. “Slash me! Do it! Because it's over my dead body you can leave me.” 

He let go of me and my body flops to the floor. I choke back tears and sob quietly in the corner. 

After a while he comes beside me and caresses my face softly. I can't even flinch even though I want to. “Get up and clean up. You know I love you.”

He pushes my chin up and a great impulse to spit on his face arises in me. 

“I will be waiting outside. I promise to treat you better. You make me angry but I love you. You know how much I love you. This is very minor. This will not break us apart. We are a family…me, you and Olivia, okay?” 

“Okay?” He repeats when I don't move.And my head moves on its own in affirmation. 

I breathe as soon as the door shuts after him. I drag myself to the washroom and wash up. When I come out, the nurse tells me Liam left for an urgent meeting to return later. “Where's my daughter? Can I see her now?”

“She's safe now and just asleep. You should be able to see her and talk to her soon.”

I gasp in relief. Once again I plead to see the donor but get the same response. I impatiently sit in the waiting area. 

“Hannah.”

Even before I lift my head, I recognize the voice of my caller. I feel my throat clench and a hard lump forms. I try to control it but my hands are fidgeting. My heart is racing. 

“I’m sorry it took me time to show up. Something came up and delayed me.”

“What came up?” My throat tightens more. 

He stares at me and notices the mark on my face. His face becomes rigid. “What is this…Did he touch you again…” 

My heart wrench. He always notices the slightest change in me, the faintest mark on me. 

“Are you alright?” He reaches to touch me but I shift back.

“Where have you been?” I ask. Does he really have nothing to do with the donor?

“I just told you. I had parking issues and got delayed at the security. How is Olivia? Is she doing alright now?”

“Why are you asking?” I question coldly. 

“Hannah…”

“Don't ask about my daughter. Don't create a misunderstanding by asking about her when she's not your daughter. Liam and I can take care of our daughter by ourselves. Please leave and don't come visiting here again. I don't want rumours.”

His nose flares as a frown settles on his face. 

I turn and drag myself back to the bench. I feel completely devastated. I have done horrible things in my life but this one…I may not be able to forgive myself for it. I don't know who donated blood to save my baby’s life but I'm grateful. I was worried it was Nathan but now that I have confirmed it isn't him, my secret is safe. 

Don't blame me. We all have our dark secrets and a past we cherished but wish to keep sealed and hidden. That is what Nathan is to me now. 

Nathan may have put his sperm in me but Liam is the father of my daughter and I have to make sure it remains so.