AMAYA

CHAPTER 33

Amaya's pov

I opened up my eyes and found my self in a hospital my tummy was hurting so badly. I felt a tinge of pain down there. Someone was holding my hand caressing it and i didn't have to look to know how that person was because of his signature smell. He always smelled so nice and unique that i could recognize his smell anywhere.

Its like he felt that i am awake, he starred at me unbelievably that i am awake.

"Amaya, thanks God you are awake" he smiled at me. He even gave me peck on my forehead.

"How are you feeling" he asked caressing my face with one hand while the other touched my belly.

"I am fine, a bit though" i said and forced a smile. Actually i didnt want him to worry. He looked tired and had eye-bags. I wondered if he slept even a bit.

"Do you need anything my love? Water, milk, juice?" He asked worriedly.

"Just water is fine" he nodded and grabbed a bottle by the tab beside us and opened it for me. He helped me drink the water till halfway.

"So let me call the doctor to check on you" he said and pressed a button beside my bed.

"What is wrong with me? Why did i bleed?" I wondered. He looked a bit down. He took my hand kissing it.

"Um.." he stammered. He looked not ready to tell me anything and that made me more worried. I mean why did he look so sad and worried.

"Damian please tell me. You are scaring me" I blurted. He took a deep breathe and was about to talk when the door buldged open and a doctor came inside with a file on her hand.

We both looked at her as she approximately me with a smile.

"Hello Amaya, how do you feel?" She asked me. I smiled at her telling her i felt okay.

She then took some test on me and wrote them down.

"You should be ready to go home in a few hours" she said.

"Doctor, what happened to me" i asked before she just exited the door. She looked at me with a not so ready face to tell me.

Why was everyone acting that way? What really happened to me. Gosh! I was getting pissed of.

"I think your husband has the rights to let you know. Its not my place to say this" doctor said and left before i called her. Shit!

I glared at Damian with murderous eyes.

"Damian spill it now" he sighed.

"Calm down its not good for your recovery" Damian said but no matter what he said i just wanted to know one thing.

"Damian please" I pleaded.

"I will tell you, but promise me you wont do anything stupid" my eyes widened at him.

"Just go ahead" i insisted and he had no choice.

"You.. " before he finished, the door opened up again and aggggh it was my dad and Brigette. What was she doing here? She was supposed to be resting after the incident yesterday.

"Amaya" dad ran to me and kissed my hand and forehead.

"How are you feeling?" He asked me.

"I am fine dad" i told him he felt relieved. Then i faced Bridgette, she was holding a bouquet of flowers. Awe red roses! My favorite.

"I am glad you are okay. We were so worried" she said and handed me the flowers. I thanked her and sniffed the flowers. Mhh they smelled so good.

"I am really sorry for the loss of your baby." Brigette said holding my hand. My eyes widened and everyone looked at Brigette like she did something wrong. Its like she shouldn't have said whatever she said. She also realized that she did a mistake and covered her mouth.

Then it got to me, a baby? What baby? Was i pregnant? Oh no! My baby? Damian's and I's baby? Noooooo! Noooo!

"What?" Was all i could say.

"Omg i am so sorry I shouldn't have said that" Brigette said and stood up. She looked so worried.

Damian and dad looked at her murderously. Like 'what the hell did you do' look.

"No! My baby" i cried. I couldn't believe it. I had no idea that i was pregnant i mean i never got any symptoms.

"I am soo soory" Brigette cried.

" This all Blake's fault, the injection..." i recalled what happened.

I touched my belly and i felt tears coming down my cheeks.

"Nooooooooo" i screamed and i felt Damian hugging me.

"We will get through this my love" i heard Damian's voice soothing me and also my dad too. It was just too much to take in.

I cried and cried that day.

1 month later

Damian's Pov

It hasn't been a great month ever since we lost our precious baby. Amaya has been traumatized by that incident and she has been acting so cold and distant. I have never seen her like that.

I was really worried about her and i still am. I tried to hire specialists and therapist to help her but it wasn't easy since she didn't want to talk about it.

She acted okay but i knew she wasn't okay. She rarely talked to me and she rarely made love to me. I miss her so much and i am going insane. Oh Amaya.

The police couldn't find Blake seems like someone helped him escape. His men were caught and beaten so hard during interrogation but none dared to talk. Damn it. That added more to my anger.

"Hey love" i said as i put down a tray of food on the bed. She was till on bed reading a novel. She always does that and i had to let her.

I kissed her forehead and the moment i wanted to kiss her mouth she averted her head and I ended kissing her cheek instead. She always did that for the past month.

"I hope you feel better? I have prepared your favorite dish" i told her and she said a dry "thank you" i looked at her on more time and decided to let her be alone.

" Make sure you find him even if you have to turn this country upside down" i stated through the phone. I just talked to my private PI. He has been looking for any whereabouts on Blake but he hasn't got any info.

"Son, dont worry he will find him" i heard mom's voice. I heaved a sigh and told her "i hope so mom, i need to teach him a lesson" i said and she nodded. "I second you on that"

She then sat beside me on the sofa.

"So son, how is Amaya?" She asked me.

"Still the same but hopefully she will be okay. I miss her so much mom" she nodded in understanding.

"I know son. And i miss her too. I miss the sweet daughter of mine. Why does everything happen so fast? All i ever wanted was to reunite with her and be a mother to her and then this happened" mom said.

"Mom, Amaya will be back to normal and she will definitely need a mother" i told her.

"You think she wont be mad at me when she knows that i am her real mother?" Mom asked.

"Of...." whatever i wanted to say was cut off but Amaya's voice.

"What? You are my mother?" We all turned to face her. Uh oh! She was here? Fuck!

Our eyes widened to see her there. She was on the stairs coming down and we were seated on the sofa bed. Dang it.

"Amaya" we all stated as we looked at her.