"Michelle, are you alright dear?" The voice of a familiar woman could be heard as she rushed into a room, opening the doors as fast as an eyelash and checking to see if she got inside.
When she recognized the lady inside, she sighed in relief, her heartbeat finally beating normally as it should.
"Jack, Gary! This is the room," Alia called to the two n who were also rushing behind her. "She’s in here."
Alia walked inside the hospital room, wearing casual clothing that was completely different from the ones she usually wore when she still had a status to call her own.
Her sandals were all dusty, and her shirt reeks of sweat which had Michelle scrunch up her nose in disgust.
"Can you move away, mother? You stink," said Michelle.
Although it was only them in the room, Alia still felt slightly embarrassed.
Hesitantly, she took a few steps back while Jack and Gary entered and closed the doors behind them.
"Why are you in such an expensive room?" Jack questioned when he saw the interiors of the hospital room. "You know we can’t afford to pay for a VIP room."
"I have the money," Michelle claid.
Jack rely shrugged his shoulders but paused instantly when he felt a sharp pain there. He glanced at the others to see if they noticed it.
Fortunately for him, all their attention was on Michelle.
"What happened to you, dear? You just called us saying you were admitted to the hospital," Gary asked, taking a seat beside her bed.
Michelle’s hands gently went to her flat belly as she rubbed it, feeling the emptiness since a life used to breathe there.
"I lost the baby," she muttered in an inaudible voice. But sohow, they still managed to hear her.
They shared a glance, wondering if they heard what they thought they’d heard.
"Can you say that one more ti?" Jack asked her.
"Anastasia killed my baby goddammit!!" Michelle scread loud enough for people beyond the doors to hear her voice. "She killed my baby. She and her sister, Tracie Clark. They both killed my child!!"
Michelle’s hands covered her face as she sobbed uncontrollably. "They both killed my baby in cold blood!!"
The others glanced at each other, trying to understand the words that spewed out of Michelle’s mouth.
"I was going to use that child to get Theodore to marry , but they ruined my plan by killing my baby," she continued to sob.
The room went silent with Michelle’s cry being the only thing that could be heard.
"Wait a second, how did all of this happen?" Jack asked confusedly.
Michelle wiped her tears before narrating the story of what unfolded that night from her own POV, which was of course Anastasia ruining her plans at the award show. And then ganging up on her later with her sister which led her to her miscarriage.
"That whore doesn’t know where to stop. I thought she was finally going to leave you alone," Alia fud, clenching her fist by her side although there was nothing she could do at that mont.
She no longer had any sort of power that could be beneficial to handling the situation.
All she could do was mourn the death of her unborn child in silence while keeping a grudge.
"She’s going to pay for everything, mother. I’ve promised her that. When I get the opportunity, I will take back everything Anastasia has taken from , including my child." Michelle’s hands went to her belly to touch it one more ti as more tears pooled in her eyes.
"That will not be easy, you no longer have Theodore by your side," Gary finally spoke. "Does he know about the miscarriage?" He asked.
Michelle shook her head, "I’ll contact him later. Then we will talk about it," she responded.
Gary nodded in understanding, regretting the fact that he couldn’t do anything to help Michelle at the mont.
Although he wasn’t her father and didn’t know where Robert was, he still wanted to fill in the position of being a good father to her. Unfortunately, his lack of resources and power made him look useless in her sight.
"You should. Hopefully, he can help sue Anastasia and her sister for what they’d done to you. He’s in the sa level of class with them, so it shouldn’t be difficult for him to do that for his child."
"That’s right," Michelle responded, wiping away her tears. "I’m hungry. Can you help get so food, Jack? I don’t want hospital food. It only makes feel more sick," she requested.
Jack accepted and left the hospital to go get her so food.
After getting the food from a nearby fast food stall, he hurried to get back.
However, he was stopped by a few n with baseball bats in their hands.
"Long ti no see, Jack! You got my money?" A man wearing torn clothes, the kind today’s generation would call fashion, grinned, revealing teeth so yellow they could easily be mistaken for expired mustard.
It was hard to tell where the gold teeth ended and the normal ones began. "You better have it this ti, Jack. It’s been way too damn long." His tone carried a mixture of impatience and threat, making it clear he wasn’t in the mood for excuses.
Jack gulped down his saliva in fear, imdiately regretting going out and accepting to buy food for Michelle. If only he’d stayed in the hospital, then he wouldn’t have bumped into these loan sharks.
He hissed under his breath.
"Titanus, I already promised you, I will pay you for every di I owe you," Jack said to the man called Titanus."
Titanus spat out so saliva and spoke in Jack’s face.
"Why are you making it sound like you’re doing a favor, boi? Are you forgetting sothing? You forgetting you were the one who ca to , asking for help with so money. And now after that, you just disappeared." Titanus spat out another saliva. "I guess I didn’t beat you up properly the other day," he threatened.
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