Chapter 20 Thinking about Korran
I've been in the hospital for another forty eight hours since my baby, the Doctor said I'd be discharged today though, I honestly can't wait to go home.
Although I knew that things weren't going to remain the same,
I still wanted to return home.
The door creaked open and Chloe walked in. “Guess what I got?”
“Taco?” I raised an eyebrow.
“What's that?” A puzzled expression found it's way to her face. “A food too?”
“Can you not be dramatic, at least for today?” I stiffled a laugh.
“I'm not even being dramatic. What's a Taco?”
Having no more strength to carry on with the conversation, I just shook my head. “I'll take you out for Taco some time, I can't really explain.”
“Anyway..” she grinned. “I got you spaghetti and Meatballs.”
My eyes widened. “Are you serious?”
“What do you think?” She winked. “You've made your unhealthy obsession for it pretty obvious, so I really don't mind feeding it to you every single day.”
“Come on.” I pouted. “My obsession isn't unhealthy,it's just… have you tasted it? Like really tasted it?”
She rolled her eyes. “I'd rather chew biscuits”
“And I'd rather not have this conversation.” I shrugged. “I'm sick of this place.”
The smell of antiseptic was starting to get me disgusted.
If it's making me this sick, how then have I been managing to be a doctor the whole time?
Walking in and out of wards, spending time with patients I'd grown find of, infact, for the love of everything else, I have an office in this same hospital!
Or was this weirdness because I was a patient in the maternity ward instead of a doctor?
Was this what it felt like to be a patient?
“What are you thinking about?” She asked, sitting on the edge of my bed. “You drifted off for a moment.”
“I want to go home.” I mumbled. “I'm sick of basking in the smell of antiseptic,”
She burst out laughing before I had the chance to figure out why. “Isn't this ironic? A doctor that hates the smell of Antiseptic? That's the weirdest I've heard.”
“I honestly can't get over your baby's hot face.” She said after minutes of silence, standing by the baby's cot where he slept peacefully.
“Please get used to it,” I laughed. “Because the older this guy gets, the more handsome he's going to get, so this is barely anything.”
“Tsk, cocky” she rolled her eyes. “You should have just said Thank you”
I raised an eyebrow at her.
“What?” She asked. “I was just saying, I mean… you don't get to see hot babies everyday.”
“My baby is handsome, please.” I managed to defend. “Referring to him as hot sounds pretty weird, more like you're flirting with a baby.”
“B…”
She was still saying, when Dr. Lane walked in, followed by two nurses with files.
“You've been discharged, we're free to go now.”
“Wait that's it? No long speech or essay?” Chloe chuckled, and my gaze darted to her, wondering why she always spoke like someone without any real life problems.
“Unless you want to deliver the speeches, we'd definitely appreciate it.” Dr. Lane laughed. “The driver is waiting outside,”
The nurses and Chloe helped me take my things to the car, while Dr. Lane carried my baby, and then Chloe got back to the ward, and assisted me to the car.
I knew for a fact during the drive back home that things were about to change, nothing was the same, nothing was going to remain the same.
And the change… it wasn't just going to last for a short while, but forever.
Nothing is ever going to be the same again.
Now there's a baby, my dreams, my job, and the strife… plus I'm not going to live with Dr. Lane forever, soon enough I'd have to figure out my own life.
“Don’t get overwhelmed, my darling.” Dr. Lane's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and back to reality, her warm hands pressing against my skin softly. “There’s still enough time to think about everything else.”
“You just had a baby.” She added, and a sigh escaped my lips.
She was right, I knew she was right, but…
What other time do I have to think about my growth and what's a stake if I don't grow?
“I understand.” She said again, and I raised an eyebrow at her, not recalling when I spoke aloud.
Did she read my thoughts, or were my eyes revealing too much?
The rest of the drive just went on without me really noticing anything, not all the signboards I'd usually keep track of, or the special signs on the road.
‘You’re now a mother'
That particular phrase kept ringing through my mind, and honestly I didn't know what to do with it.
Not the idea, the thought or the reality.
Finally, the driver pulled over at the driveway and I stepped out of the car, like it was the first time I was in the mansion.
Oh well…
Maybe it was, since the last time I stepped into this mansion, I wasn't a mother yet, just prospective.
Something felt so strange about the mansion, but I couldn't exactly point out what it was.
Now that reminds me…
I didn't see Dr. Aiden today, or even yesterday.
Was he perhaps on leave?
Did he go to see his family?
‘get a grip of yourself’ I cautioned, wondering why my mind wouldn't stop wandering to the weirdest of places, because why was I suddenly thinking about Dr. Korran?
After the way everything went down with Ethan, I shouldn't be here thinking about another man.
Now I have my baby, and a dream to live for, they should be all that matter to me.
“You ready to go in now?” Chloe asked, and I raised an eyebrow, wondering why she was making it sound like a big deal.
“Of course.”
She was by my side, Dr. Lane was still with the baby, and three maids came to the car to assist with my stuff. Chloe and I were the first to walk into the house, and my eyes widened at what it was that I saw…