𝑼𝒏𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔: 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑼𝒔

Chapter XXVIII: Miracle's Seed

It's been almost a week since Kye's death. I have stopped going to work and stopped visiting my Cafe. I have locked myself in my room as I hold onto Kye's clothes. Harper gave me the things Kye left in his place, it includes, clothes, his letters and his gifts that he never gave me throughout the years.

I cried and cried as I read all the letters he wrote from the span of 5 years. He wrote everyday telling me how his life has been.

His gifts for our every anniversary and my birthday that he never got to give.

The lingering pain remains present, as I recall the moment when Kaellan fired the shot that caused his body to hit the ground. The memory of his gaze as I let out a scream has stayed with me. The pain is intense, and I have found solace in expressing and channeling it through painting. I persist in capturing his features - his eyes, nose, and lips - through art. Despite having pictures and videos as references, I worry that I may forget what he looked like, which is why I continue to paint him.

"Oh God, I miss him." I whispered painfully.

I had filled the room full of him. Then I breakdown again, crying. I continue to cry until I heard Kylie shouting at my door. She hastily opened the door with Harper and upon seeing the room and me on the floor crying she immediately came towards me and pulled me into a hug. Kylie and Harper had enveloped me in a tight hug making me cry more. I wept loudly pouring all the pain out of me as I cried.

Kylie and Harper held me tightly, providing comfort and solace as I let out all of my pent-up emotions. Their presence alone was a balm to my battered soul, and their embrace allowed me to release the pain that had built up inside me.

As I continued to weep, they remained steadfast, offering unwavering support. Their understanding and compassion washed over me, giving me the strength to face my inner turmoil. In that moment, I realized how lucky I was to have friends like them, who would always be there for me in times of need.

Feeling their warmth and love, I slowly started to regain my composure. My sobs subsided into soft sniffles, and I could finally find the courage to speak. Through my teary voice, I managed to express my gratitude, whispering my appreciation for their unwavering presence and kindness.

Kylie and Harper simply squeezed me tighter, assuring me that they were there for me, no matter what. Their unwavering support served as a reminder that I didn't have to face my pain alone. With them by my side, I felt a flicker of hope ignited within me-a glimmer of strength to take on whatever challenges lay ahead.

Although the wounds were still fresh and the road to healing seemed long, I knew now that I didn't have to bear the burden on my own. Kylie and Harper's love and comfort helped me realize that it was okay to let it all out - the tears, the sadness, and the heartache. Together, we would navigate through the darkness and find light on the other side.

As I continue to cry I felt my body being limp as everything started to blur, then everything went black.

I woke up in a sterile hospital room, disoriented and groggy. A whirlwind of emotions and confusion flooded my mind as I tried to piece together what had happened. Moments later, Harper and Kylie entered the room, their faces filled with concern.

They quickly exchanged worried glances before the doctor joined them. As they conversed, I felt a knot tighten in my stomach, a heavy sense of anticipation taking hold. The doctor's words hung in the air, sending shockwaves through my system - I was pregnant.

But the doctor's explanation added another layer of complexity - it was a cryptic pregnancy. Confusion and disbelief clouded my thoughts. How could I have been pregnant without even realizing it? Questions swirled in my mind, but before I could voice them, Harper and Kylie wrapped me in another comforting embrace.

Their support remained unwavering, their presence a steady anchor amidst the turbulent storm within me. The doctor reassured us that cryptic pregnancies, though rare, can occur, often characterized by a lack of typical pregnancy symptoms or clear indications. It was as if my emotions, trauma, and pain had masked the signs, leading to this perplexing discovery.

The news left me feeling both awe and fear, a mix of emotions that danced a delicate tango within me. Harper and Kylie stayed by my side, their gazes filled with a mixture of concern and support. They listened to the doctor's explanations, asked the questions I couldn't find the words for, and assured me that together, we would navigate this uncharted territory.

As the reality settled in, I realized that my journey to healing had taken an unexpected turn. Mixed emotions swirled within me - the pain of the past intertwining with the hope and fear of the future. But with my parents , Harper, Kylie and Kye's family's unwavering love, I knew I wouldn't have to face this alone.

In that hospital room, amidst the uncertainty, a newfound strength began to bloom within me. I would face whatever lay ahead, knowing that I had a support system that would never falter. Harper, Kylie, and the love that embraced me, gave me the courage to confront this cryptic pregnancy and the challenges it entailed. Together, we would navigate this unexpected chapter of my life, leaning on each other every step of the way.

As tears streamed down my face once more, I gently caressed my abdomen. Through my sobs, I revealed, "I'm in the sixth month of my pregnancy. This baby belongs to Kye." Between my tears, there was a hint of joy this time.