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“W—what did you say?”
“Gracy,” my dad looked at me with a scared look on his face. Erick stood there like a statue with a scared look in his eyes too. Their words once again echoed in my ear, making me feel restless from the inside. It was making me feel so restless that I felt an itch developing all over my body, and I wanted to scratch it so badly. Their words crawled on my skin. My fingers trembled, and I took a deep breath. I took a few steps inside the room, and my steps stumbled.
“Gracy,” my dad immediately walked towards me, but I stopped him by showing him my hand. It made him haul his steps. My eyes glared at him with an accusing look in them. He wants to kill my baby. I will never let him do that. I held the edge of the door to stabilise myself. My legs were trembling at this point even at the thought of it. I took a deep breath to control my raging heart.
“What did you say?” I asked this time with a firm tone with that accusing look still in my eyes. Tears welled up in my eyes, but I took deep breaths to not let them fall from my eyes.
“Gracy, sweetheart, let me explain,” my dad once again tried to explain with a look of distress in his eyes. He once again tried to cut the distance between us, but I moved my head no. I could see desperation in his eyes, but I didn't want him to be near me or my baby anymore. I don't want to keep any kind of relationship with a person who wants to kill my baby, and it looks like it's not the first time he has done it. My fingers trembled even more, and my heart was broken once again. All the memories started to flash in front of my eyes. All the pain, all the tears, and all the hard times I went through once again started to play in front of my eyes. I felt unbearable pain in my chest. The hold of my fingers on the edge of the door slipped. My whole body gave up. My legs were already trembling as they had no strength in them.
“Grace!” My dad shouted when my legs gave up, and I didn’t care anymore at this point. My vision was blurring with more and more tears. Their words hurt me so deeply that it was slowly shutting down all my senses. Two strong hands wrapped around me before my body slumped on the floor.
“Doll,” a familiar voice called my name, and then I felt callous fingers tapping on my face to bring me back to my senses, but slowly, I was losing all of them. I could feel something was wrong with me. I wanted to open my eyes and shout at them. I wanted to scream at them for having such vile intentions towards my unborn child. I wanted to say bad words to them to lessen the anxiety I felt inside me, but no strength was left in me.
“Doll, open your eyes,” Erick's scared voice echoed in my ears while his fingers never stopped lightly patting my face, but no strength was left in me.
“Call the doctor now,” was the last thing I heard before closing my eyes completely. I don't know who said it because, at this point, I had lost the ability to distinguish it. Darkness had completely consumed me, numbing me from the inside. I don't know how long I stayed numb. I don't know how long that darkness kept me in its cage.
“Doll, please wake up,” I heard a trembling voice coming from distinctly.
“Please wake up.” I could hear the pain in that voice, and then I felt like someone was squeezing my hand.
“Please,” that voice now begs helplessly while holding my hand in a firm grip. The pain and helplessness I felt in that voice were making my heart ache too. It felt like I could feel the pain of this person too. I don't know why, but his pain and my pain felt the same to me, even in my unconscious state. That voice kept begging me, urging me to open my eyes to the point my body gave up and my eyes refused to stay shut any longer. I slowly opened my eyes. I found myself in the familiar room. It took me a few seconds to recognise it. It was my room. It was the same as when I left. Not even a single thing was out of place. I blinked my eyes to clear my vision. I felt the squeeze on my hand, and it made me turn my head to look at who was doing it. Erick was holding my hand in a firm grip with both hands. He had pressed it to his forehead, and his eyes were closed. I blinked my eyes once again when I saw tears running down from his closed eyes. He is crying. I kept looking at him. As if feeling my eyes on him, he opened his blue eyes, and his ocean-welled eyes clashed with mine.
“Doll,” he took my name with an urgency in his voice. He immediately let go of my hand and cupped my face.
“Thank God you opened your eyes,” he said, looking straight into my eyes. More tears fell from the ocean he had in his blue eyes. He started to kiss all over my face with relief in his eyes. He pecked my lips at last, and more tears fell from his eyes. I just kept looking at him. At this point, I didn't know how to react. I have never seen him this scared before.
“Doctor,” he called the doctor and slowly let go of my face, but he held my hand, refusing to let go of it. I just kept looking at him. The doctor came immediately running inside the room. She was the same doctor who came to check on me at home. She checked me and then asked me a few questions to check my senses. I answered all of them, and she looked pleased.
“Doctor, how is my baby?” I asked her in my raspy voice while placing my other hand on my stomach.
“Baby is fine. Don't worry about it. From now on, avoid stressing as much as you can. It is very bad for you and the baby,” she said with a smile on her lips, and I slowly nodded my head.
“Take the cake from her and bring her tomorrow for sonography,” she told Erick, who nodded his head immediately. She walked through the door and I saw my dad standing at the door. My breath hitched once again, and my hand protectively wrapped around my stomach. I saw hurt in his eyes when I did that. He took a deep breath before opening his mouth.
“Can I talk with you?” he asked, almost in a begging tone, but I refused immediately.
“I don't want to talk with you ever again,” I said in a firm tone. I was too scared at this point. I thought he had changed, but he is the same.
He is the same old, selfish father.
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