Late at night, I lay on the hospital bed, feeling lost and confused about what to do next.
I would see fleeting images of the times Munchkin and I spent together.
It lasted until I sensed movement beside my bed. I smelled a familiar scent and was soon locked in a familiar embrace.
I turned around and faced Theo. His breath sprayed gently on my forehead. Listening to his heartbeat, I slowly calmed down.
"Stop thinking about it. Have some rest. I'll be here with you.” He patted my back like he was coaxing a child. I slowly dozed off.
Early next morning, Petra brought chicken soup.
"I rummaged through the fridge yesterday and saw that this chicken looked quite good. I cooked it overnight. I already told the servant to go to the countryside to buy some free-range chicken. Your body needs some nourishment."
As Petra said that, she brought the spoonful of chicken soup to my mouth.
"It's okay, Mom. I can do it myself." I reached out to take the bowl and saw the complicated expression on Petra's face.
"I know you’re in pain right now and you're just pretending like you're fine. I can't do much for you and can only bring you something delicious."
I smiled. "That's more than enough." I did not want her to feel exhausted.
"Don't worry. I went to check on Munchkin and the doctor said that he's fine. He just said that he needs more rest because he's still too young ”
Seeing the shimmer in her eyes, I knew she was about to tear up again soon. "It's okay, Mom. Things will get better.”
The doctor knocked on the door and walked in. "You're Munchkin's mother, right?"
I nodded.
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