HATRED (series 2#)

Chapter 13

Once they arrived home, Ryan's emotions got the best of him. He started shouting and throwing things in a fit of anger and frustration. However, Liam, being a true friend, stepped in and managed to calm him down. With a firm yet gentle approach, Liam urged Ryan to explain everything to him, assuring him that together they could find a solution to whatever was troubling him.

"I can't hold it in anymore. Harry, he's my son. She has been keeping it a secret all this time. I don't know what to do, man. It's eating me up inside."

Liam: I hear you, We all make mistakes, man. But you're not alone in this. We'll figure it out together, I promise."

"Look, Liam, I know I messed up with Kylie, but this...this is a whole different level. It's too much for me to handle alone."

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"Mark quickly halted the doctor's progress as he entered the room, blurting out, 'Hold up, doc, is everything alright?' The doctor sighed and responded, 'Just got a call from the police downtown. They found the baby.' Mark's face lit up with excitement, exclaiming, 'That's fantastic news!' However, the doctor's tone turned grave, 'I'm afraid not...they found him...dead.' Mark's mind couldn't process it, stammering, 'Wait, what? There must be some mistake...it can't be him.' His words stumbled out in disbelief. Desperate to shield Kylie from the devastating truth, Mark pleaded with the doctor, 'Please, doc, don't tell her anything...she's not in a good state right now.' Mark's hands trembled as he rubbed his face in frustration. The doctor could sense the depth of Mark's concern for the child. 'This man truly cares,' the doctor thought. In that moment, all Mark could think about was how Kylie would react if she found out."

"So, what do you think is the best solution?" the doctor asked.

"Go ahead with the autopsy, but don't mention anything about her child's death to her," Mark replied.

"Okay! You need to follow me and sign some papers," the doctor said.

"Sure, I'm coming... just give me a few minutes."

"Okay, the doc left."

Mark entered the room and saw Kylie sleeping. At that moment, he knew he couldn't gather the courage to look at her face and lie to her. He didn't want her to hate him. He needed to find an accurate way to let her know.

He went to the reception to see Nichole and told her everything. Nichole started crying, and Mark hugged her tightly to provide comfort.

"How am I gonna tell her?" Nichole asked with tears in her eyes. "How do I tell Kylie that her child is dead, Mark? I don't think I can."

You don't have to, he said still hugging her. I will do that myself.
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Ryan arrived at the hospital looking very puzzled. He had so many questions to ask Kylie, but he knew that their child's life was the most important thing at the moment.

Ryan wasn't thrilled to see Mark and Nichole in the room, especially when he wanted to have a private conversation with Kylie.

"Where is Harry?" Kylie asked slowly.

Both Mark and Nichole were completely clueless. They didn't have the words to say to her. They couldn't lie to Kylie or give her false hope. They didn't want to tell her the truth either, knowing that her emotional state might not be able to handle it. They were silent, which pushed Kylie to continue.

"Is he found dead? Or badly injured? What happened? Why is no one answering me? What did I do to deserve this fate? Am I a bad mother?" Kylie kept bombarding herself with these questions, her voice trembling with fear and desperation.

Mark and Nic exchanged uneasy glances, feeling the weight of the situation. The room was filled with an unbearable silence as the tension grew thicker.

Ryan's frustration reached its peak. "You guys need to give her an answer!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with anger and impatience.

But Mark and Nic remained tight-lipped, their eyes avoiding Kylie's gaze. The air in the room became suffocating, the unspoken truth hanging heavily in the atmosphere.

Kylie's subconscious knew the painful reality, but she refused to accept it. She clung onto a tiny glimmer of hope, desperately trying to shield herself from the heart-wrenching truth.

The tension in the room was palpable, as if time itself held its breath, waiting for the inevitable revelation.

"Let me call the doctor to make sure you're okay first," Nichole said, her voice filled with concern and a gentle smile on her face.

Kylie remained silent, her gaze fixed on her trembling hands. She was already consumed by misery, too drained to argue with anyone.

As Kylie sat there, her mind began to wander, retracing the events leading up to the incident. She replayed every detail, searching for clues or any possible explanation that could shed light on what had happened.

As the memories flooded her mind, fear gripped Kylie, causing her eyes to widen and her body to tremble uncontrollably. She instinctively moved away from Ryan, seeking solace and safety near Mark, who sat by the side of the bed.

Ryan couldn't help but feel a mix of disappointment and anger as he noticed Kylie's actions. He understood that earning her forgiveness and trust wouldn't be easy, but he remained determined. Wanting to reassure her, he locked eyes with Kylie after a few minutes of silence and offered her a small, comforting smile.

However, instead of finding solace in Ryan's smile, Kylie's mind spiraled into a frenzy of doubts and questions. "Is he happy that I'm in this condition? Or that I am awake?" she wondered anxiously. The thought of her son being used against her crossed her mind, intensifying her fears.

Noticing Kylie's solemn nod, Ryan's gaze softened with understanding. He realized that his actions had caused her distress and that rebuilding their relationship would take time and patience.

As Kylie found herself talking to herself once again, Ryan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. In the past, he had disregarded her conversations with herself, even when he despised her. But now, her changing expression sent a wave of unease through him.

His curiosity piqued, Ryan cautiously approached Kylie, his concern evident in his eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine worry. He had come to realize that there was more to Kylie's internal dialogues than he had previously acknowledged.

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