Chapter 3

Arrest her

My eyelids were too heavy and it took seconds before I successfully opened my eyes.

I groaned at my blurry vision and blinked. My vision cleared, introducing my sight to white lighting.

Where am I? And why does my body hurt so much?

I took swift breaths, looking at my side. The beeping machine forced the harsh realization into me. The realization that I was in a hospital.

Oh, no. The accident. My baby!

Placing a hand frantically on my stomach, I was hoping I’d feel my child. But it was impossible as it was just a few weeks old. Did I lose it?

I couldn’t help the thought, considering the jolting pain I was feeling around my lower stomach.

Tears pricked my eyes, as I caressed my stomach, holding on to the last shred of hope that my baby was in there somewhere.

The door opened and a man dressed in a white robe walked in. He was Dr. Flinch. The best doctor in the Pack and Adrian’s doctor. In other words, he was the family doctor.

“Luna Mia. How are you feeling?” He asked with a warm smile.

“My baby. He’s okay, isn’t he?” I asked between sobs, really hoping I didn’t lose the only person I had right now.

“He’s okay…” Dr. Flinch assured me and I took a deep breath. “…for now.”

For now? My brows puckered. I tried sitting up but ouch! If my baby was still with me, then why does my stomach hurt so bad?

“What do you mean FOR NOW?” my voice came out all weak and shaky.

“Your husband called. He said you’re supposed to get rid of it.”

I shook my head in terror. “No, Dr. Flinch, no! I don’t wanna get rid of my child. Please don’t force me.”  Hysteria gripped me as I grabbed his robe, bawling my eyes out.

“I don’t understand, Luna. Wasn’t it a mutual agreement between you two? Why do you look so terrified? Is there something going on?”

Huh?

Another mistake. I just showed my terrified and battered side. The side that was genuinely scared of Adiran. And I was never supposed to show it to outsiders.

To everyone else, we were a happy couple. I was supposed to keep that image. But right now, I just let my happy wife’s mask slip. I hope it’s not too late to put it on again.

“No…no…Doctor. I’m fine.” I forced a smile, letting go of his robe and trying to act calm.

“He said you’re the one who wants to get rid of it. Because you’re scared of the responsibilities that come with being a mother.”

“He…said that?” I was baffled. First, he called the doctor about my coming.  And now, he made it look like the decision to get an abortion was mine.

What’s going on? What mind games was he playing?

Recalling him being with Jacelyn sprang up another fresh set of tears. But I quickly wiped them off, not wanting to alarm the doctor.

“Why are you sobbing, Luna? Are you in pain?” He placed a hand on my shoulder, assessing me.with his gaze.

“As a matter of fact, I am…” My heart was in so much pain, I couldn’t seem to breathe properly. “My stomach. The lower area hurts. Is there a reason for that?”

“Well, I told you before. You have a weak womb and you shouldn’t do anything strenuous. You shouldn’t get stressed either. It could affect the baby. It’s a good thing you didn’t lose it to the accident…”

“You weren’t hurt either. I think you fainted out of shock. Not because you were really knocked down “

“Really?” But I really thought the car hit me. Or was it because I was too disoriented back there? Did I imagine that?

“Yes, Luna. Do I inform your husband about the accident? Because he thinks you came here to get rid of thr child as planned.”

“No, please, don’t. Like you said, I didn’t sustain any injuries. So no need to tell him.”

What good is it? He doesn’t even care. Right now he could probably still be having a blast with Jacelyn.

“Alright, Luna. As you wish.” He dug his hand into his pocket and took out a note. “Here,” he handed it to me.

I was confused but slowly took it. “Who is it from?”

“The man who brought you here.”

Again, I was forced to recall. Firm hands were holding me. Really firm hands. I’d never felt so safe even if it was just for nanoseconds.

With an unexplainable excitement, I opened the note. They were just three words but weirdly comforting.

-Get well soon-

“Who is he?” I lifted my gaze to the doctor but he shook his head.

“No idea. I think he wants to remain anonymous.”

Anonymous, why?

Again, I reread the three words, and they made me wonder who he is. I didn’t get to see his face. There was just his faint scent and then those hands. I’ve never been held so dearly, not even by Adrian. Not even when I desperately pleaded to him to hold me.

“Luna,” the doctor distracted me from my thoughts. “Your husband just texted me. He wants to know if you’ve already done it.”

Done it…sounds so fucking easy. When in reality, it was the hardest thing ever. And whatever chances of me getting rid of my baby died when I saw him with Jacelyn.

This baby is the only person I have now. The only one who would love me. I’d be insane to get rid of it.

“No.” I shook my head, squeezing the note in my fist. “tell him I’m not doing it.

“As you wish.” The doctor bowed and left.

In the evening, I got discharged and took a taxi home. My heart drummed heavily as I slowly approached our main gate.

The thought of getting beaten to death by Adrian stopped me from going inside.

“There she is!” A rugged voice yelled and in a flash, three men approached me. They were guards. The Packhouse gaurds. “Arrest her!”

“What?!” There wasn’t any much time to comprehend what was going on. Nit when they already held my hands behind me and were viciously tying them together with a rope.

“What’s going on?” I asked in tears, but they didn’t answer and just dragged me inside the compound like a criminal.