Chapter 63

Zara's POV
“He’s sleeping. He was a little restless earlier, but he seems better now. Maybe this is a good time to talk about it,” my mother replied, with concern, I think.
In silence, Leo and I told her about our unexpected encounter with Letto and the worries that arose from this uncertain situation. She listened attentively, and when we were done, she offered moral support.
“I believe you can get through this together. We do need to stay united as a family. Don’t let these things ruin the joy of welcoming the babies,” her advice, in a reassuring tone.
“Thank you, Mom. We will do our best to make sure everything goes well—going forward. We all need to protect each other. This family needs to stay in harmony,” I said, feeling a new spirit flowing through me.
That night, we discussed further the steps we could take to keep our family safe. We discussed how to communicate with Leo’s friends and seek support from people who could help provide solutions, while still maintaining my children’s secrets and safety.
As a mother-to-be, this responsibility burned even more in my heart. I was determined to protect the children in my womb. Our family deserves to live in peace—humans, aliens, or anyone else. We will fight together to give them a better and brighter future.
With newfound courage and a positive spirit, I know that we can face any challenges that may arise. And as it is time to prepare for this adventure, I pray for the safety and health of all of us. We will fight—not only for our descendants but for a better future.
That morning, after enjoying a quick breakfast, I decided to visit Dad in the hospital before going to work. Despite my worries, I tried to stay optimistic and empower myself with good spirits.
When I arrived at the hospital, I found Dad lying in bed, but his face looked calmer. “Dad, how are you? Feeling better?” I asked sincerely, trying to look into his eyes.
“I’m fine, Zara. I just need a little more rest. The doctor said my condition is getting better,” Dad replied, although his tone was still weak. Although I wasn’t entirely sure, I felt a little relieved to hear his answer.
Mom was beside Dad, and looking at me, she nodded. “He’s fine, Zara. We just need to make sure he gets enough rest and follows all the doctor’s advice,” she said, her voice soothing.
“Okay, Dad. The important thing is that you follow all the treatments. We’re all waiting for you at home,” I said, unable to hold back a loving smile. “You should come home soon to be with us, and these kids will miss you too!”
Dad smiled, his eyes shining with pride. “Yes, get well soon. They will definitely be our pride,” he replied, giving me a boost of confidence.
After visiting and making sure Dad was okay, I parted ways with Mom and Dad. On my way to work, I rubbed my stomach gently. A warm and happy feeling enveloped my heart as I thought about the presence of two babies inside me. All the worries and tension that had been there seemed to ease.
When I arrived at the office, I started the day with optimism, even though Leo wasn’t by my side—he was on a different shift. During work hours, I tried to stay focused and do my job well. I interacted with my coworkers and stayed in touch with patients.
As I work, I feel more grateful for this opportunity. Being a gynecologist not only requires me to help other women, but it also gives me a new perspective on pregnancy, health, and all the aspects that come with it. Every action I take is directly connected to the journey I am on.
Even though Leo is not by my side today, I know that he supports me completely. The determination to provide the best for our babies fuels my passion.
As the day begins to turn into evening and I finish work, I feel so excited to go home, wanting to share all the joys of my day while thinking about all the hopes and plans that lie ahead.
With an excited and hopeful heart, I am determined to live this life with courage and love. Our family is about to experience a new beginning and I am ready for all that is to come.
As I was about to go back to my office, I happened to stop by my gynecologist. All my hopes and worries blended together as I stepped into the room. The doctor greeted me with a warm smile, and I felt at ease as he greeted me. “Doctor Zara! It’s good to see you. How are you today?”
“I’m fine, Doc. Just wanted to make sure everything was okay with the babies in my womb,” I replied, trying to appear relieved despite my curiosity.
Since there happened to be no other patients waiting, the doctor then offered to do an ultrasound. “How about we take a closer look? It can help us make sure everything is okay.”
Without hesitation, I agreed to his offer. Seeing pictures of babies again on the screen always made me excited. As the doctor began the ultrasound, I focused on the screen, waiting to see two small contractions there, my hopes high.
But when the doctor looked at the screen, his expression changed. “Zara, I have to tell you something. The results show that there is only one baby now,” he said, shocked and confused.
My feelings seemed to stop for a moment. “What? Only one? But yesterday I saw twins! How could it change like this?” I asked in disbelief, feeling shocked.
The doctor sighed and explained, “I understand this is very surprising. In some cases, especially in twin pregnancies, fetal reabsorption can occur. It’s a condition where one of the fetuses stops developing and shrinks, leaving only one growing healthily.”