FORTY-FIVE.

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE - Luther.



Regina woke up five minutes later, I filled her in on everything that has been penned in the last twenty-four hours. She began to cry and ask me questions I have few answers to. “Where is the baby?” she asked. Dabbing her tears with the kleenex I offered.

“They were twins, but we lost one. The other one is in the intensive care unit, the incubator precisely.” I stated grimly. That was all it took for Regina's tears to come rushing down again.

I have no tears left, usually, I wasn't the type of person that expresses emotions. I was just too carried away by the calamities happening to Reese .

“When did the doctor say she is going to wake up?” Regina inquired. I brushed my hair backwards with my hands before heaving out a reply.

“Not anytime soon. . .” I paused. “He said it was a major hit and she might have amnesia” I voiced.

I led Regina towards the incubator. The baby was still the same way she was last night. I placed my hands in the glass frame, I yearned so much to touch her. Small and cute. I was so shocked that she looked like Reese. A little version. Regina and I stood there silently taking in all her body structure.

Back in Reese's ward, I watched Regina speak to Reese. She made it pretty calm that one could easily be deceived that Reese could hear her.

“Our baby came out last night,” she sighed. “Too bad you can't cuddle her in your bosom yet,” she sighed deeply. “The way you have always wished. She looks pretty much of you and less of Sam” She smiled, caressing Reese's palm.

“I can't afford to see you like this,” she stopped. “The newborn needs you, we all do,” she continued. “You and I both know that Luther is the last person to handle a child,” she emphasized, glaring at me while I raised my hands to surrender.

After leaving Reese to Regina's drama, I walked out of the room to make calls to Tommy, my private investigator.

Reese rode my car to the office that morning, it was perfect. How come it suddenly has a break malfunctioning? It's a question I need an answer to. And I hope nobody made an attempt to kill Reese because I would find that person and rip them piece by piece. I ground my teeth together while I spoke with Tommy, my dentist should be proud. As always Tommy assured to get back to me after twelve hours. I met Regina in the lobby to discuss what we would have to do next.

“I think we should let Reese 's parents know,” she suggested.

“You think it's a good idea?” I was summoned. “They haven't been on talking terms since like forever. ” I pressed.

“Reese did disappear from your life to visit them,” she teased. “They are cool at the moment, I will talk to them. ” she lamented.

“No,” I argued. “Give me their contacts I will talk to them myself. ”

Regina brought out her cellphone, it was similar to Reese 's. They were the perfect duo of best friends one could ever wish for, just like Dave and I. She called out the digits for me, I saved it for when I'm not feeling as nervous as I am right now. I sent Regina back home since it was getting late. She left reluctantly, I knew the feeling. The feeling of not knowing if she was going to wake up when you leave. I had it yesterday.

At night I decided to stay by Reese 's side. I checked on the baby a few times too. She was still in the incubator as expected, but I felt she grew an inch or so today. I could make out her tiny noses already, it was an improvement. I brought out my phone to capture it just as I did yesterday.

I had promised to capture every moment of our child's life that Reese was missing right now. I was going to get it documented and give it to her as a 'recovery gift’. I called Reese 's parents and they were shocked to know who was on the receiver. I gave them a practical hint about what was going on. I was surprised to hear her mother sob on the phone. It was hilarious, who could think the woman has a space for her daughter in her heart?

They also asked after their grandchild, they apologized for not being able to make it at a tough time like this, they were on a business trip to Milan and they would fly directly from the trip.

Well, I was grateful.

I stared at Reese 's pale face and chapped lips. Same lips she coated red, about twenty-four hours ago. The machine connected to her system beeps weakly. Her oxygen mask looks the same. I took her cold hands into mine and tried checking her pulse, but it was so faint. I had to pay extra attention before I could make anything from it. The white bandage around her head was stained with blood, even tho, the doctors claim to change it in the morning. I already booked a full-time nurse for her, just in case I have to run for an emergency. I thought about Dave and what he said. The possibility that her car break might have been tampered with.

Who could have had that bizarre idea in mind? The trauma was coming back again, I could see the blurry laying image of Reese.

Only one person crossed my mind. The only person who hated Reese 's existence. The one who hated whatever it is we had. The woman who wanted me back. The same person who Reese complained about before meeting this fate. The woman whom I supposed killed my baby. Depriving my other twin of her eternal best friend.

How far can you go, Petra Simon?

I asked no one before drifting into a seamless sleep.

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