The ladysoon stepped outside the hospital as she soon walked towards her car.
She soon started her car as the car engine roared to life as it started moving as the tires dragged on the road.
As soon she reached her vila as she stepped outside.
As she sat on the couch and placed the newborn on the couch.
As the penthouse was in silence a bit too silent to be normal as City lights shined through the massive windows drawing white streaks across the hardwood floor as the sounds of crickets could be heard from outside the window. Suddenly the newborn started crying as the lady placed a hand on her forehead and said.
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[oh god what do i do now]
After a solid five minutes of trying the lady was pacing back and forth on the hardwood floor bare feet as She rocks the baby bouncing him up and down whispering almost begging. But the baby did not stop trying as the lady spoke.
[Please... please, stop. Just stop. I don’t know what you want. I’ve fed you. I changed you. I’m trying, okay?]
In response the baby cries only seem to grow louder.
Suddenly the lady's voice grows louder as she presses her lips together, her eyes open wide as her breathing increases. Her hands tremble. As she screams.
[What do you want from me?! I'm not your mother!]
The baby jolts startled by the outburst but he keeps crying softer now confused.
She freezes as Realization hits her like a slap as She stares at the baby, guilt pooling in her chest like cold water.as she speaks in a soft and broken voice.
[I’m not your mom…]
As her knees buckle and sink onto her plush rug, holding the baby close. Her arms tighten around him. She says as she cries.
[I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.]