CHAPTER 006
OLIVIA’S POV
Beep. Beep.
Those were the first sounds I heard as my consciousness slowly returned. My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, and every part of my body ached as if I had been run over by a truck.
I blinked several times, my vision blurry and unfocused, trying to make sense of my surroundings. The harsh fluorescent lights above me were blinding, forcing me to shut my eyes momentarily before attempting to open them again.
I was in a hospital.
The scent of antiseptics and the faint humming of machines confirmed it before I could fully process my memories. Panic gripped me as flashes of what had happened resurfaced in my mind.
Dora.
I gasped softly, my fingers twitching against the cool sheets of the hospital bed. The memory of her smug expression, her taunting words, the pain that followed after she deliberately pushed me everything came crashing down at once. My breathing became shallow as fear and rage swirled in my chest.
A soft rustling sound drew my attention, and I sluggishly turned my head. A couple of nurses were standing near my bed, their expressions unreadable as they monitored the machines around me. One of them noticed my movement and immediately hurried out of the room, presumably to call the doctor.
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I tried to sit up, but an intense wave of dizziness crashed over me, forcing me to fall back onto the pillows with a sharp exhale. My body felt weak, more exhausted than I had ever been in my life.
Moments later, the doctor walked in, his expression professional yet kind. He quickly checked my vitals, his brows furrowing slightly as he made notes on his clipboard. I wanted to speak, to ask what had happened to me, but my throat was dry, and my voice refused to come out.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, his tone calm and reassuring.
I tried to respond, but my lips barely moved. Seeing my struggle, he shook his head gently. “Relax. There’s no need to stress yourself. You’re still recovering, and your body needs rest.”
I swallowed dryly and rubbed my eyes with trembling fingers, still trying to sit up properly. I felt so disoriented, so lost. Something was nagging at the back of my mind
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a deep, unsettling feeling that I was forgetting something crucial.
Then, the doctor continued speaking, explaining the extent of my injuries. My head.
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was still spinning, making it difficult to fully grasp his words, but then I caught a sentence that sent ice shooting through my veins.
“I’m sorry, Miss, but you lost your baby.”
My eyes snapped open in shock. My heart stopped for a moment as my mind. struggled to comprehend his words.
Baby?
I was pregnant?
And I lost it?
The words felt foreign, unreal like I had stepped into someone else’s nightmare.
“What….what did you just say?” I forced the words out, my voice barely above a whisper.
The doctor’s expression softened. “The little accident you were involved in caused your to lose your pregnancy. I’m truly sorry for your loss.”
I felt my heart clench, an unbearable weight pressing down on my chest. My hands instinctively moved to my abdomen, but there was nothing there – nothing but the dull ache of loss.
My baby was gone. A child I hadn’t even known existed had been taken from me before I could even dream of its future.
Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision as the reality of it all settled in. The walls of the hospital room seemed to close in on me, suffocating me. My breath hitched, and the machine beside me began to beep faster and faster as my heart rate spiked.
“Miss, you need to calm down,” the doctor urged his hands checking my pulse as the nurse adjusted the IV in my arm.
But how could I calm down? How could I just accept this?
The doctor continued speaking, but his voice faded into the background as my thoughts spiraled. My entire life had been a cycle of pain and disappointment. For three years, I had endured nothing but sorrow, and now this? How much more could the world take from me before it decided I had suffered enough?
I sobbed silently, gripping the sheets tightly, my body shaking as grief consumed me.
Then, another emotion began to take root, burning through my sorrow like fire consuming dry wood.
Rage.
Dora.
That witch had taken everything from me my dignity, my pride, and now, my child. This wasn’t just an accident. It was her doing. She had done this to me, and she was going to pay.
Through my tears, I heard the doctor and the nurse discussing something a few feet
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away. I forced myself to listen despite the pounding in my head.
“Were you able to get in touch with any of her contacts?” the doctor asked the nurse.
“Yes, I called her husband and informed him,” the nurse responded.
There was a pause before the doctor spoke again. “So, he should be on his way then?”
The nurse hesitated, shifting uncomfortably. “Actually…he said he wasn’t coming.”
A bitter laugh almost escaped my lips.
Of course, Adrian wouldn’t come. What was I expecting? He had never cared about me. Why would he start now?
The doctor frowned. “Are you sure he said that?”
“Absolutely. Even I was shocked by his response. I honestly don’t know how he can leave his wife alone in a situation like this,” the nurse replied, her voice tinged with
disbelief.
The doctor sighed. “Try reaching out to another one of her contacts perhaps her parents or a close friend.”
“Alright, sir,” the nurse responded, scrolling through my phone.
I shut my eyes, forcing myself to push past the fresh wave of pain. I knew my parents would show up. They had to. Despite our differences, they wouldn’t abandon me in a moment like this.
At least, that was what I hoped.
Eventually, exhaustion overtook my body, and I slipped into a restless sleep, my mind. haunted by the loss I had suffered.
Hours later, I was woken by the sound of a familiar, deep voice beside me. My eyelids fluttered open, my vision still a bit blurry from sleep.
For a fleeting moment, I thought it was Adrian, that maybe just maybe he had decided to come after all. But as my vision cleared, I saw that it wasn’t him.
It was Julian.
My heart clenched at the sight of him. Julian, my best friend, the one person who had always been there for me no matter what. We had known each other since college, our bond unshaken despite the chaos Adrian had thrown our way in a bid to seperate our friendship.
He was sitting beside my bed, his sharp blue eyes filled with worry as he studied me. “Liv,” he murmured, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it before. “Thank God you’re awake.”
Tears welled up in my eyes again, but this time, they weren’t just from pain. They were from relief.
I wasn’t alone after all.
