Chapter 41: Forty Two

ISABELLA'S POV

I'm woken up by a cry. I want to ignore it but my conscience reminds me its my baby's. I get up so fast and see someone taking the baby from the bed. "Don't touch him!" I snap. The hands release my son immediately.

"He was crying. Sorry." The voice makes my eyes widen and I look up. "Mum? Gosh I'm so sorry. I never checked and since I woke up the last time and thought he's gone I've just been paranoid." I try to explain. I feel so guilty. Gosh! The baby doesn't stop crying and I take breast out for him to suckle.

My mum comes next to me and smiles then hugs me. "I'm just so happy you're okay. I thought I lost you at the shooting." I hug her back but she flinches when I squeeze her but doesn't move away.

"You were shot." I state.