In a coma
Chapter 115

I stand rooted in my spot as the words keep ringing in my ears.

A baby girl.

Ava has a baby girl. She has a little daughter. Noah is going to be so fucking happy. He has been praying that he gets a sister, and his prayer has been answered.

“Can I see her?”

“I know you’re eager to see your daughter, Mr. Woods, but you’ll have to wait a bit until we’re done checking her,” he says.

At first, his words don’t make sense to me, but soon enough, I realize that he assumed that I was the baby’s father. I don’t mind it at all; it just came as a fucking shock.

“She’s premature since she’s only twenty–six weeks old, and given the trauma she faced when Ava was shot and fell to the ground, we’ll place her in an incubator. She’ll be in NICU until we feel she’s healthy enough to be with family.” O

I notice that he has not mentioned anything about Ava. Does that mean they have no hopes of her

surviving?

My heart rate increases at that possibility. She has to survive. She just has to. Otherwise, how are we supposed to live without her?

“You have to be prepared though. We will do everything in our power to make sure she survives, but you

have to know that she may not. If she does, she may have severe disability such as cerebral palsy,

learning difficulties or hearing and vision problems”

“But that is just a probability, right? It is not something that is set in stone.” I ask him, already feeling sorry

for the little girl.

She came into the world too early, and already she’s faced and will face more than most people will ever

face in their entire lives.

“Yes. It’s just a possibility, but it doesn’t always happen. We just prefer giving parents all the angles in

case something happens.”

I nod my head.

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ask before he

right now. Her situation is delicate, so as of now we aren’t sure how things will turn out.” He doesn’t give us time to process anything before he walks back into the

hit me like sharp shards of glass. They pierce my heart and soul and

that Ava is now in surgery. I thought I would see her before they took her to surgery, but she told me

wasn’t pretty. They couldn’t allow her

she leaves, I take my seat and continue praying to a God I have lost touch with. I bargain with him, I threaten him, and finally, I fucking beg him. Beg him to listen to my prayers.

get you something to

stomach the thought of food right now, let alone eat it. I was a nervous fucking wreck. Food was the last thing

next to me when mom vacates it. With dad sitting on my other side. I don’t like admitting weakness, but in this moment, I am. I am weak and helpless, and I didn’t know how to stop feeling that

opens, and Noah comes running to me. His body collides with mine and I take time to just breathe his scent in. It

not

give him a nod to say thank

them, but Kate’s eyes fill with tears when her eyes land on

why he was picking

says, a mask of

had time to come up with a way of delivering the news, but words fail

that why we are

a calming breath before opening my mouth to

hurt really badly, Buddy. The doctors are

make sure that she’ll be

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at seeing the tears that fill his eyes. He shouldn’t be going through this. He shouldn’t

about

the baby?” His voice is hoarse when she

a baby

face, right before a

“Can I see her?”

until the doctors are done checking her

in place for a while until it starts slowly slipping. The tears

cheek. He doesn’t make a

I don’t want her to leave me, dad.”

into my arms.

while fighting my emotions and trying to

have to wonder. A possibility he shouldn’t have to

pay dearly. He or she messed

are going to feel

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