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.

shake my head and explain to her, "What I'm saying is, you and 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

care of her yourself! Don't

roll down

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

reason, her words

"I'm almost recovered. I guess I'll have

to pay

to part with

back to

and glares

indulgently at her and says, "Your

up and walks

don't have to go

become eligible for parole after serving at least

special treatment. If I say your case is special,

David says casually.

makes it, I know

don't need to go

mean I can keep company with my child

too early to