Don's Possession

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Jaime Carter

A dazzling light shone on me when I opened my eyes. My vision is blurred. Only the beeping sound of the machine can be heard around the room. The IV attached to my hand hurts. I could smell the fresh flowers from the side table. I felt like I was being run over by a truck because of the weight of my body. I feel like a paralyzed person who can't move even with my fingers. I roamed my eyes around. No one else in there but me. There is a sala on the other side. Two single chairs and a long one and in the middle of it is the coffee table. There is also a table not far from the living room. There was a lunch box there attached and a tumbler. On my side where the side table has a vase there and placed different colors and beautiful flowers.

I can't count how many times I've been to the hospital. I was getting tired of the smell of alcohol and the air inside. And I really hate this place because of my past. I remember everything. Everything happened before I had the accident. Wait. It wasn't an accident, but it was meant to kill me.

Donovan Ventura.

Dante's father. He was the one responsible for losing my memory. He also made the big scar on my back. It wasn't from an accident like my father said but from Dante's father. But why am I his target if my father is his only enemy. I don't know him very well. I only met him because Dad showed me a photo of him.

He was trying to avenge Dad through killing me but he didn't succeed. Did Dante know this? Did he come into my life so he could take revenge for his father?

Oh my god! My baby!

I slowly lifted my hand to my stomach and felt it. Fortunately, I was able to move my hand even slowly. Tears welled up in my eyes at the thought that my baby might have perished. I could never forgive myself when that thing happened. He was the only blessing given to me from Dante. I hope nothing bad happened to him.

My baby.

I stared at the door when it opened. A nurse came in with a checklist. I immediately wiped away the dripping tears. She even smiled when she saw me awake.

"How's your feeling ma'am? Feeling well? I'll gonna check your IV."

I just nodded at him. I wanted to ask which hospital I was in or what happened and who brought me here but I was preceded by nervousness and fear.

"It's okay ma'am, you're okay now."

"My ba-by." There was almost no sound in what I said and only air came out but the nurse still heard it.

"Oh no don't worry. The babies are fine." I looked at the woman in shock.

"Babies?"

At that point, I didn't expect that it was a twins I was carrying. I don't know, I don't know that there is such a thing in our family maybe on Dante's side. After all, I don't know their family yet and I have no intention of knowing that. I know Dante's father is still alive.

"The babies are healthy. No need to worry." She said and smiled to me. She put her checklist in the side table and sat in the chair just on the side of the bed. "You just don't know how happy your husband is when he knows you're safe from surgery. Do you know that he never leaves your side? He's here every day and watches over you. You're husband is so sweet and caring. Your husband loves you so much. "