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.

in prison. She's so young. She shouldn't

her yourself! Don't talk to me as if you were saying the last

down

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

some reason, her words make me

a deep voice, "I'm almost recovered. I guess I'll have to be back in prison in

have to pay

part with my daughter, I have no other

back to prison? David, haven't

and glares

smiles indulgently at her and says, "Your

stands up and

go back. You're on

I become eligible for parole after serving at least half of

I say your

David says casually.

he makes it, I

need to go

can keep company with my child all

it's too