In My Desperate Time

NICU is open twice a week. I am not sure when I will have to go back to prison.

In prison, it would be very difficult to see my daughter.

And I don't want her to know that her mother is a criminal who has been put in jail for trying to shoot her father.

How could she face such a life in the future?

I reach out, eager to touch her face. But she must stay in the incubator.

I can only feel her little face through the glass.

When the visiting hours are over, I reluctantly leave.

After returning to the ward, I stare at Mindy who is sitting opposite and flirting with David for a while and finally make up my mind to make a request.

"Mindy, please be the mother of my child."

It is much harder than I have imagined to say that personally.

"I am the godmother of this kid. She's my daughter too, isn't she?" Mindy was puzzled.

It seems that she still doesn't understand what I mean.

parents. Don't let her know that her mother is in prison. She's so young. She shouldn't live such a miserable life. If you can raise her

you must take care of her yourself! Don't talk to me as if

down

holds my hand tightly, and whispers, "Jane, I can't bear the pain of losing you anymore. I've been in fear once. I can't take

some reason, her words

and say to her in a deep voice, "I'm almost recovered. I guess

to pay the

to part with

need to go back to prison? David, haven't you

and glares at

at her and says,

up and

go back. You're on

serving at least half

I say your case is special, then

David says casually.

how he makes it, I know it's

to

I can keep company with my child all the

too early