"Have you named her yet?" I turn to look at Nurse Viola and smile then look back at my tiny baby that laid in the incubator.
"No, I haven't. I'm trying to come with names. The other moms have been trying to help me, as well." I've become friends with other mothers with premature babies, they're all nice, and they understand what I'm going through. Premature babies are at risk all the time, and so we're always worrying.
Nurse Viola chuckled, "That's sweet of them, let me guess Crystal wants you to name her Crystal?"
I laughed, "Not really; she wants me to name her Diamond."
Nurse Viola laughed, "She's such a trouble maker." Crystal has been in the hospital for a month with her son, Christopher. He was born premature and has done over ten surgeries so far, but he's so strong and so his mother and father. Crystal stays at the hospital with him, and her husband visits them every day.
"Are you talking about me?" I turned in the direction of the voice and smile.
Zuria wrapped her hands around me and pulled me in a hug, "How are you?"
"I'm okay. Staying strong." I said with honesty. I am okay; I don't feel depressed because I have the support of so many wonderful people.
"Great, because I have good news," she said excitedly.
I smiled, "Really, what type of news?"
"So one of my neighbours is moving out, so I got you the apartment," I said with a big grin, but the only expression on my face was shocked, "I thought since the baby is here, you'd want to have your own little apartment but based on your expression I'm guessing you don't want to move."
I scratched my head, then smile, "Thank you so much. Probably one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me."
"But?" she said with a smile. How can she be so happy and I'm saying no to her offer?
"I really like it at Valdo's place. He's super nice to me, and so is his parents." Is that really the reason I'd want to live with a man I met only two weeks ago?
"Hmm..are you sure it's the not the man you like?"
I turned my head to blush, and I noticed Nurse Voila smiling at the corner of the room. I turned to look back at Zuri, trying to hide my blush.
"It's completely fine to like him. He's handsome, and he's so sweet," she said with a smirk.
"It's just that he's been extremely nice to me; he opened his home and family to me." I tried to ignore the part about me liking him but failed.
"If it makes any difference, he likes you too."
"Really?" I asked way too enthused.
Zuria laughed, "I knew it! And to answer your question, yes. He likes you. If he didn't, you wouldn't be staying in his apartment; you'd be staying in one of his mother's private shelter. The fact that he's kept you with him all this time shows exactly how much he likes you. The roses in your room who bought them?"
"He did."
Zuria nod with a grin, "Yes, he did. If he didn't like you, he wouldn't bring roses every time he comes to visit, which is every day by the way."
I smile at her words, "Maybe he thinks of me as a little sister. His parents think of me as a daughter." As I said the words, I knew it a lie because brothers don't kiss sisters on the lips and if they do then gross.
Zuria, "Yea, of course, but not daughter, daughter-in-law."
I frowned, "But I'm not their daughter-in-law."
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Pregnant and Homeless✔
RomancePregnant at eighteen, alone and homeless. Jakobia is hopeless. Her ex accused her of cheating and refused to accept his paternity, her mother kicked her out, and she's been forced to move constantly, in an effort to find a stable place to live. Fat...