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Chapter 39 Giana and Evan

I wake up in the hospital bed, shouting, “My babies…”

Relief washes over me as my eyes fall on my little twins sleeping peacefully in a crib kept beside the bed.

As I let out a deep breath, my eyes instinctively scan the room for Steve. He’s there, leaning against the door, arms crossed, and his intense gaze fixed on mine. I can see numerous questions and emotions in his eyes, but above all, I sense hurt mixed with anger.

My eyes fill with tears as I realise I may have hurt him again, whether knowingly or unknowingly.

I know I deserve punishment; I know I’m at fault, and I know I deserve his anger. But I don’t deserve to be separated from my babies. I just don’t. I’m their mother, and the mere thought of being separated from them is unbearable.

Parting my lips, I try to beg him not to take my babies away, but words fail to form as emotions overwhelm me.

I take a deep breath, our eyes still locked.

“Steve, please don’t take my baby—” My sentence remains unfinished as tears cascade down
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