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.

David should be her 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

about? This is your child. Of course, you must take care of her yourself! Don't talk

down Mindy's

my hand tightly, and whispers, "Jane, I can't bear the pain of losing you anymore.

some reason, her words make me feel like

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

to pay the

with my daughter,

said you still need to go back to prison? David,

turns around and

her

and

go back. You're on

serving at least half of my sentence?" I

say

David says casually.

matter how he makes it,

don't need to go

can keep company with my child all the

it's too early