My Scientific Love (PUBLISHED BOOK UNDER HOWLING WOLF'S)

MSL #32

Baby

I woke up feeling as though something was missing.

Simon's face kept replaying in my mind.

I need him right now, but it's too impossible because he's already gone.

Since I woke up, I haven't been able to smile.

My strength is gone.

Now? How can I be strong if the source of my strength is no longer here?

Rald helped me down. He carried me, and I had no choice but to let him.

"R-Rald, put me down." I could tell he was hesitating, but he set me down. I limped towards the shore where we had landed.

I started crying again, but someone was there to wipe away my tears. I hoped it was Simon, as he was always the one who did that.

I expected it to be Simon Montrearde, but when I turned around, I saw Janus Montrearde.

"Mael..." I could do nothing but cry on his shoulder.

I badly needed a shoulder to cry on, someone to comfort me because the one who was supposed to do that is now gone.

"J-Janus. I made it back here... but my man, he's gone! He's gone, Janus! I met him and was expecting to go home with him, but now he's gone! He's gone, Janus... he's gone."

He gently caressed my back.

He didn't speak. He let me express my sorrow. The pain was still raw, and I couldn't accept that Simon was gone. It felt like a nightmare.

"Who is that man?"

"Your brother... Simon Montrearde." I could feel Janus's shock. When I looked at him, tears were streaming down his face.

"This can't be. Fucking shit."

I knew it was even more painful for him because Simon was his blood. He hugged me tightly.

Janus understood that I needed a comforting embrace right now.

He carried me. I gave in. I was weak. They placed me in the ambulance. Before Janus could say anything else, the heaviness of sleep overtook me.

After a week of sleep, I woke up feeling empty.

Rylea approached me and kissed my forehead. It was a tender kiss, but I was searching for Simon Montrearde's kiss. I stared at the white ceiling.

I felt like all my emotions were drained. I wanted to cry, but no tears would come.

"C-Camael, are you okay?" I shook my head.

I couldn't speak because I was truly exhausted from my life.

I lost my parents.

I lost Simon.

I lost the father of my baby.

"Camael, you need to eat something."

"I've lost my appetite."

"The baby needs nutrition, Camael. You need to eat." I caressed my tummy.

I didn't know whether I should be happy that Simon's words were true. Our baby is holding on despite everything that's happened. Should I be happy? My child is alive, but the father is gone.

I opened my mouth and took each spoonful of porridge. I felt a deep hunger when the food was placed in front of me.

I felt nauseous. It was like my stomach was being stirred, so I rushed to the bathroom. I vomited the food. When I returned to my bed, the doctor entered.