The next time I woke up, it was because I heard two people arguing. When I opened my eyes, I saw mum pointing at Bryan and saying words like 'no', 'not on my watch, 'don't you dare think it.'
They made me wonder what Bryan had said that pissed her off so much. When I could not take more of it, I tried sitting up, to announce that I was awake.
They turned to me and smiled as though they had not been arguing. From that moment, I felt more aware of my surrounding. I knew exactly where I was and how I had gotten there in the first place, but something confused me.
Instead of carrying the weight of a baby in my tummy, I carried the sensation of pain. I needed someone to explain what had happened.
Then it hit me, I had not been dreaming when I saw my mother hold up a baby to me, that was my child. I grew restless. I wanted to meet the baby immediately.
'Where is my child?' Those were the first words I uttered.
