"NOT ALL LIGHT IS GOOD, NOT ALL DARK IS EVIL"
Their meeting was fated. She was the goddess for him, while he was just a mistake for her.
"Firstly, it's Adrian Salvatore, but you can call me anything you want. And secondly, I came here to make a deal...
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As Dr. Gilbert continued, I felt my heart race. The weight of her words hung in the air, and I braced myself for what was to come. "There's something else we need to discuss, Roohi," she said, her tone shifting to one of gentle seriousness. "We ran a pregnancy test as part of your evaluation, and it has come back positive."
The world around me seemed to tilt on its axis. I blinked, trying to process the news.
Pregnant? I was pregnant.
A rush of emotions flooded through me—joy, fear, confusion—but they all collided into a single, overwhelming wave of anxiety.
"Pregnant?" I echoed, my voice barely a whisper. "But... Adrian is missing. How can I... how can I do this without him?"
Dr. Gilbert's expression softened, and she stepped closer. "I know this is a lot to take in, especially with everything else going on. It's completely normal to feel overwhelmed. This is a significant life change, and it's okay to feel scared."
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I struggled to reconcile the joy of new life with the fear of losing Adrian.
"I wanted to be happy about this," I choked out, "but how can I be when I don't know if he's okay? What if he needs me? What if he never comes back?"
Rihaan bhai and Myra exchanged worried glances, and I could see the concern etched on their faces.
Rihaan bhai moved closer, taking my hand in his. "Roohi, we'll find Adrian. We have to believe that he's out there, and he's fighting to come back to you. You need to take care of yourself and the baby right now."
"But what if I can't?" I cried, my voice breaking. "What if I'm not strong enough? I'm supposed to be a mother, and I can't even keep it together right now."
Dr. Gilbert knelt beside me, her eyes filled with compassion. "You're stronger than you realize, Roohi. This is a difficult time, but you have support. You have Rihaan, Myra, and soon, you'll have your baby. You're not alone in this."
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
The thought of the baby inside me—a part of Adrian—should have filled me with joy, but instead, it felt like an anchor pulling me deeper into despair. "I don't know how to do this without him," I whispered, my heart aching.
"None of us know what the future holds," Myra said softly, squeezing my hand. "But we'll face it together. You're not alone in this, Roohi. We'll figure it out, one step at a time."
Dr. Gilbert stood up, her expression resolute. "For now, let's focus on your health. We'll start the IV fluids, and I want you to rest. We'll keep monitoring you, and I'll check in regularly. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."
As the nurse entered to set up the IV, I felt a flicker of gratitude for the support surrounding me. I was terrified, but I also knew I had to find a way to be strong—for myself and for the baby.
"Thank you, Dr. Gilbert," I said, my voice steadier now. "I'll try to take care of myself."
"Good," she replied, giving me an encouraging smile. "That's the first step. And remember, it's okay to feel what you're feeling. You're going through a lot right now."
As the nurse began to administer the IV, I leaned back against the pillows, feeling the coolness of the fluid entering my veins. I closed my eyes, trying to breathe through the storm of emotions swirling inside me.
I had to hold onto hope. For Adrian. For our child. I had to believe that somehow, we would find a way through this darkness together.
