Michal II

"Leave it. You will know once the time comes." She pushed him away and removed the IV drop from her hand, and got up to leave. Michael was still in a daze to say anything.

"I will." He softly spoke out. Michael didn't want to help but imagining that his child may need help too, he couldn't say no. He is afraid that he may lose him too.

Sara bit her lips and closed her tears, to not tear up. She took a moment before turning back at him, smirking like nothing, "Fine."

She got closer to him and whispered in his, "Michal is the name of our future son. I want an heir and you are the best choice." She looked back at his eyes as expected he was stupefied.

She scoffed out, "Since you agreed to help me, then help me to conceive it and you get Michal. Don't worry you don't have to be with him taking care of him. I will do it." She added.

Michael was dumbfounded as, why he thought that she may be in trouble. How can a woman like her be in trouble? A heartless monster like her can kill everyone if she wants to be in trouble?

"You are hopeless." He pushed her away and left the room, without looking back. Sara gazed at his leaving shadow. She sneered at herself. Hopeless? She was. So hopeless that she was becoming desperate. With every second, she was losing her hope.

She couldn't tell him the truth or let him leave his life peacefully. She knows she was bringing just pain to him but it's the only way.

She walked out of the ward and took the lift to the elevator and went to the kid's floor.

She walked out of the lift and walked to the last ward around the corridor. She slowly opened the door. A boy around 7 years, was sitting on his bed looking out of the window.

"Michal." She called out his name, the boy didn't look back. She walked closer to her bed and sat down on the stool beside the bed.

"Mom, will I ever be cured?" The boy asked, still eyes fixed on the window.

Sara's tears were about to spill out, but she held them back and smiled out and pat his back, "Of course", she assured him.

" But I don't think so. Even dad hates me." Michal said, his eyes showing hints of sadness and agony. He looked up at her, "Why does he never visit me?" He questioned her. Sara had no answer to that if she tells him the truth that he doesn't even know the existence of them.

"Because he is busy with work so he can buy you games." Sara tried to lie to her son, but he could read her face. His mother always says he was busy providing for them but it was always his mother who buy them everything and told them it was from dad. Why doesn't his dad visit them? Is it because he was sick and weak?

"I got it." He answered back. "I want to rest." He added and laid back on his bed and look out of the window. Sara sighed and nodded to him. She lightly kissed his temple before leaving.

She walked out of the ward and went to the doctor's room. She knocked on the door when a voice said "Come in."

Sara went inside and sat down on a chair in front of a young woman. She was sitting on her desk, scribbling some words on paper.

"Are you still going to give birth?" The doctor raised her gaze and questioned her. Sara scoffed at it, she looked up at her, " Of course." She replied, laying back in the chair, and rested her elbow on the armrest. She rested her head on the elbow and act as if she didn't care.

The doctor sighed, she rubbed her temples, it was a headache to talk with her. From all these years she knew her, she realized she is stubborn but sometimes being that stubborn just kills you and for Sara, it was going to kill her.

"After knowing you may die?" She raised her brow irritated by her. Sara remained silent for a moment. She knows she may die but if that's the way she can save them, she doesn't care and this time she will escape this hell and they will meet their father and maybe a new mom who is better than her.

It's good for everyone, dying slowly every day with pain, it's better to die in one go, that will only last few mins.