CHAPTER SIXTY ONE.

My mum slowly opened her eyes and our eyes met, I could see pain and sadness in her eyes. I would also feel that way if i was in that position. Seeing my own child in that Kind of a situation was obviously going to break me but what could I do? It was not like I had my fate in my own hands or something like that, I was also praying for a miracle to happen in my life. I also wanted to be alive and take care of my babies but what could I do? It seems the almighty had other plans for me.

“Mum” I gently called out, “how are you feeling now?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked with tears streaming down her eyes, “we could have found a way around this, we could have done something about it baby”

“You know this is incurable mum” I managed to say, “you know how dad suffered before he passed away, months of chemotherapy and what happened? We lost him” I was also in pain, I was sad but I didn’t want to go through what my dad went through, the pain I watched him had to endure was something I d