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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I ask before he

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

like sharp shards of glass. They pierce my

comes to let us know that Ava is now in surgery. I thought I would see her before they took her to surgery,

one on her head, wasn’t pretty. They couldn’t allow her family to see her

seat and continue praying to a God I have lost touch with. I bargain with him, I threaten him, and finally, I fucking

you something to eat, Ro?”

alone eat it. I was a nervous fucking wreck. Food was the last

to me when mom vacates it. With dad sitting on my other side. I don’t like admitting weakness,

it, the waiting room door opens, and Noah comes running to me. His body

not by

him a nod to say thank you, which

fill with tears when her

is mom? I asked Cal why he was picking me

he says, a mask of concern firmly on his

time to come up with a way of delivering the news,

that why we are at

calming breath before opening my mouth to

badly, Buddy. The doctors are with her right

sure that

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

worrying about his

baby?” His voice is hoarse when she asks

a baby sister, Noah. Just like

his face, right before a smile takes

“Can I see her?”

doctors are done checking her out to make sure she’s

in place for a while until it starts slowly slipping. The tears that he had controlled,

down his cheek. He doesn’t make a sound

don’t want her to leave me, dad.” His voices catches at

into my arms.

him to my chest while fighting my emotions and trying to be

is a question he shouldn’t have to wonder. A possibility he

He or she messed with the wrong person. For

caused they are going to feel it

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