By the time the doctors rushed in, there were no vital signs left.
His friends took his body away. I never saw him again.
In that hospital, I lived in darkness every single day. I even prayed for him, hoping he'd found peace in whatever came next.
Not long after, I found out I was pregnant.
In that moment, it was like a light switched on in front of my eyes. For the first time, I had something to live for. I believed she was heaven's way of comforting me.
So I made up my mind to have her.
My Daisy.
Now my daughter rushed in front of me, shielding me with her small body, her voice high and fierce.
"Nobody calls me a bastard. My mommy gave birth to me."
"And my daddy was a wonderful person."
After she was born, once she was old enough to understand, I told her everything. She was the one who ended up comforting me.
"Mommy, Daddy was a good man. Wherever he is now, he's at peace. You don't have to worry so much."
Even now, she was still protecting me.
When I saw Nathan's expression twist into something ugly, I pulled Daisy behind me on instinct.
I leveled my gaze at him. "This is my child. She has nothing to do with you."