His Stolen Heart

Chapter 7

The ride back home was exhausting and unusually quiet. The tension in the air was just as thick as Corey drove them home.

The soft night breeze drizzle through her thick afro hair sending shivers down her spine as she looked out the window counting the stars that took center stage above them. The sky was dark just like how she'd felt, the whole of that day. It was a long day! It felt as if when a day was going to be bad, it always had to be long and exhausting.

Steven had taken his time before discharging her, though the time was probably close to nine or ten, who knows, who cares? She didn't like how eerily quiet both her mates were being, even though she could feel Dam's fixated gaze on her back and Corey's inconsistent staring at the rearview mirror as he drove, but maybe, just maybe their silence was better at the moment.

After all, Steven had given her three days to make a decision between keeping her children and possibly risk losing one of her fallopian tubes/her life or just flush them out by taking an injection that would slowly take the lives of her children away, reminding her of her decision to get rid of them as she bleeds for weeks or days.

But one thing that seemed strange to her was the fact that she 'took in' while she hadn't seen her periods yet. It was even more strange that the whole news of her condition broke out after such a memorable morning with her mates. She didn't want to think about getting rid of her children, even though she hadn't planned on having them, they were still hers. What if they already had their mates? And because of her inability to control the sexual desires, she felt for her mates their mates will have to suffer without them? What if they had a bigger destiny than hers? And this was just testing waters to their honor? What if she was meant to die for them? Or she loses her life when she decides to get rid of them? What if...

"Victoria, we're here." She snapped her head towards Dam the second her name sounded from his lips, her heart raced at the prospect of being confined with them in their room and having to talk about 'it'. The decision they would like her to make and possibly a lot of shouting from Dam but she was tired, no, exhausted. Even the look on her face when she turned to look at him, could spell it to him.

She turned back towards the door, grabbing the door handle as she opened it without uttering anything. Still deep in her thoughts as she felt Dam open his side of the car, stepping out and racing to catch up to her as she thought of how careless she had been for the past few months. She knew that fibroids was a thing in her family and were the cause of most of her mother's sister's deaths, her mother had three sisters and a brother, two had died from fibroids related complications and her mum had it as well. This was why, when she was still trying to have a child with Dam, she made sure she was checked for it every other month; just to be on the save side. But after falling pregnant with the triplets, she had too many things going on and the satisfaction of carrying another being inside her was so thrilling that the thoughts of checking herself after she got pregnant hadn't come to mind. To say the truth, throughout the pregnancy she didn't feel strange apart from the fact that she was actually pregnant. So there wasn't any explanation to justify why the growth was so massive.

Has she stepped on the doormat, which had welcome written on it, she felt Dam's arm curl around her waist as he leaned forward turning the doorknob to open for her before leading her through the opened door. She looked up at him with a rather apprehensive look as she silently asked herself why he was suddenly being extra, but upon stepping into their living room Victoria was faced with the images of all her babies laying on the couch with no extra pillows to shield them from falling as they lay with the hands up in the air, asleep.