Four years later
*Cough, Cough* I let out a cough as my chest constricted in pain followed by the familiar gurgle of blood down my throat, spitting the red
liquid into the toilet bowl i raised my head squeezing my chest in an attempt to reduce the pain.
"Momma are you ok?" I heard the voice of my three year old son Astor ask as I turned to look at him before sending him a small bloody smile.
"Yes Astor momma is ok she is just tried." My other child Asteria yelled in her baby voice as she entered the bathroom.
"That's right kids,momma is ok I'm just a little tired." I lied to them as I flushed the toilet before rinsing my mouth under the sink.
"So does that mean we are still going on the vacation." Astor questioned his gaze expectant and I nodded with a smile.
"Yea bubba, we are still going ." I said carrying him up.
"Momma me up up." Asteria yelled as I carried her up before walking towards their shared room to start packing their things.
And as I did that I remembered all that happens in the past four years, after the accident I woke up in another town without my memory but I did regain it after a few weeks and also I found out that I was pregnant and tho a joyful news I couldn't help but become wary.
Who was the father?
I repeatedly questioned my self scared to know if my child was
conceived from a one night stand with a man I barely know or a rape session with my sisters fiancée.
My thoughts continued to run wild but was cut off by the sound of Asteria yelling.
"Get away from my doll Astor." Her sonorous voice yelled as she ran towards Astor who was in the process of be heading asteria's favorite doll.
"Astor stop that right now!" I yelled causing him to drop the doll before turning to look at me with teary eyes, now what.
"I'm sowwy mama please don't be angry." He said in his baby voice causing my heart to melt.
"It's alright bubba… now say sorry to your sister because we have to go now."
"I'm Sowwy Asteria." He murmured as Asteria patted the head of her younger brother.
"It's ok Astor now let's go she said pulling him towards their small suitcases and I couldn't help but smile at their cuteness.
"Let's go babies." I said as we exited our small home a place I've know for the past four years, we walked towards the living room where Alicia stood.
She had been the person who saved my life when I had the accident and lost my memory she helped me get my life back on track and also take care of my babies.
I love her so much and I grateful for all she had done for me.
"Aunt Icia." My children yelled calling her by her nickname as they went to hug her legs.
"I'm going to miss you guys so much." Alicia cooed as she pinched their cheeks.
"Don't worry aunty we are going to be back soon." The echoed their voice enthusiastic and I couldn't help the grimace that formed on my face.
As I looked at Alicia she threw me a sympathetic look, she knew we weren't coming back me more that them, but this had to be done, I was dying I had 6-9 months left, lung cancer was no joke and I knew I had to secure my kids future before I die.
And that means giving them to their father. Whether it be Christian or Gabriel.