His broken princess|✔️

Twenty-Eight

I did start a new story called Cure but I am eager to complete this story because I actually enjoy writing it. I am so happy that I've come this far with my story. Thank you so much for all the reads and votes. Writing is actually my dream and knowing that people enjoy what I write inspires me to write more and carry on.

Happy New year not everyone anni hope it has been a great year for you. Also merry late Christmas, tell me what you got in the comments!!

I have also skipped more time in this chapter but not much, just so that it stays interesting.

I am now writing in present tense because I keep doing it by accident 😂

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*Edited*

I hate hospitals. I always have. They bring back bad memories. Memories of my dad. Memories of the terrible life I had before this. Memories which seem more like nightmares.

I am currently sitting on a crimson chair in the waiting room. Jason is sitting beside me with a distressed look on his face. I stare at him and he catches me. He looks at me and tries to force a smile. I look down and start to fiddle with my fingers, only praying that he doesn't try to speak to me.

Un surprisingly, he rubs his hand on my back. "The baby will be fine." He says, starting to smile. I know it's fake. "Don't lie to me Jason, I know you're scared." His expression changes.
"Yeah I am scared. But that doesn't mean I'm lying."
"Well what do you have to be scared of if you know it will be okay?" I ask him annoyed.
"This is my baby, I'm scared because its just how it is."
I look down again. He puts his arm around me and I rest my head on his shoulder.

A few moments later, a nurse walls into the waiting room and calls out my name. My blood turns cold more than once and I swallow a lump in my throat. We slowly walk into the room and a tall, Brown haired woman greets me. "Is this your husband?" She asked.
"My fiancee." I reply timidly.
We sit down and she begins to type on her computer.
"Have you been taking things easy like we advised you to?" She asks.
"Yes." I reply.
"That's good, congratulations on the engagement by the way." She adds, smiling.
"Thanks." I force a smile.
"Well let's see your baby then!" She says happily.
I am anything but happy right now.

The gel she puts on my stomach is warm and soothing. On the screen pops up grey area, I frown as I see nothing.

"It'll take a while for the baby to show up," She re-assures me, seeing my worry.
After afew minutes, I see a small, round head on the screen. My heart sinks and a wave of relief and happiness flows through my body.
"Would you like to know the gender?" She asks.
"Yes please!" I say, beaming.

"Congradulations Miss Pierce. It's a..

To be continued....