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Worst Fear 98

Worst Fear 98

Chapter 98 

Lydia 

Are you sure you want to do this?Mia asked me one last time while my hand hovered over my screen

You’ve kept it from him all those years, why do you suddenly want to tell him right now?I twisted my lips to the side thonestly have to answer her question

Because he has always shown up for me. Does that even make any sense?I asked, and she nodded

Yes. It does.It was as though I was waiting for her confirmation since I tapped on the send button

I I 

Marcus replied immediately, Has the process started? Can I come? Is she alright?I drew in a scent of breath, grateful he wasn’t blaming me for not telling him about it all this while

You can’t come. And yes. She is fine. The surgery 

rgery would begin in three hours.Mia has left the room to answer a call

I thought for a while before trying again, or, maybe you should come. That’s if you can.” 

Zoe was up when I got to her room. Good morningShe smiled brightly at me. I missed that smile. This was the first time I had seen her in the morning after over five years

I was reminded of the time when this was normal. Hey!I greeted

Did you sleep well? I slept like a baby.” 

I see.No matter how much I missed those past times, and the fact that I still see her, it didn’t change the fact that things cannot return to how they used to be between us

Come with me.” 

It was time I showed Melanie. I held on to the thread of belief that she was different from her mother. She would not judge me or try to deny Melanie as her family

I stopped in front of Melanie’s door, inhaled sharply to calm my raging heart before I opened the door. I moved to the side, creating space for her to walk through, come in.” 

She entered, and I closed the door after her. I walked in front of her, ignoring the look on her face as she stared at the child

es were closed

Sitting on the stool close to Melanie’s bed, I picked up her hand in mine. Melanie’s eyes 

Zoe, meet Melanie. She is my child.I said. Zoe took one step forward and then another. She stood on the other side and slowly leaned down

Your chilshe paused her voice trembling. yours and Mason’s child. My niece.She held Melanie’s fell from her eyes

She is so beautiful,she was crying right now as she showered Melanie’s hand with kisses. She looks just like him.I don’t stop her from touching her or crying her eyes out. I couldn’t When she was done, she cleaned her eyes and stood straight. Does he know?She asked

and in hers, and tears 

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Pulling the blanket over Melanie’s leg, a few seconds passed before I replied, No. You are the first to know 

She nodded 

When youshe paused and closed her eyes, when you were in prison, youshe shook her head, more tears streaming down her face, you were pregnant?Her entire body began to shake, and she fell to her knees with a thud

You endured all the hell in prison with your child.” 

I had no other option.I said softly, my eyes beginning to get blurry. They saved me, I learned to be strong for them” 

Them?” 

Yes,I said. I paused, throwing my head to the side, and wiped off my tears. They are twins.She looked around, he isn’t here” 

It’s a boy?I gave a slight nod

I’m so sorry you had to go through all that.” I don’t respond to her apology. She looked around the room. Why is she here? What’s wrong with her?” 

She needs a kidney transplant, Zoe. You are a match; you are the only one who can save her life.I turned to her 

I know I didn’t tell you before, I was afraid you’d tell Mason. I don’t want Mason to know about them.I wiped the tears that rolled down my face

I didn’t tell her the reason why I didn’t want Mason to know was because I was afraid that he would take my babies away from me. They are the only reason I was living, and I couldn’t go on without them

Promise me you won’t tell him, or your mom.I walked to her, and held her hand helping her stand

You have to promise me. Mason can’t find out about the twins.” 

I promise.She placed her hands on mine, and I gave them a light squeeze. Thank you.” 

I looked at Melanie on the bed, Will you please save my daughter? I really don’t want to lose her. At the same time, I don’t want to force you; if you can’t for any reason, I won’t force you. You can leave at any time. I’ll understand.” 

Nonsense. She is my blood. If I can give my life in exchange for hers, I’ll surely do sp 

Thank you.I meant it this time. I was grateful to her

If this is all I have to do to attain redemption, then so be it.Zoe picked up my hands and wrapped hers in mine. 

I promise to set things right. All this, everything from the start, happened because of me. You went through hell and had to raise the twins alone because of me. I am the cause of this.She sniffed in, her eyes and face red

You did nothing but love Mason and treated me like your sister, and I repay you in the most detestful way anyone could think of! will clear your name.” 

You don’t have to. What’s done is done, and that’s the past.I helped wipe the tears from her eyes

I never blamed you, Zoo. You were just a young girl doing young girlsstuff.I squeezed her hands. We may never have the same relationship as we did back then, but know that I never blamed you.” 

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Our moment was interrupted by a nurse. She brought some paperwork for Zoe to sign. She did

The surgery would begin in four hours.” 

Four hours? I thought it was three.” 

The schedule changed. We sent it to your assistance ten minutes ago. Sorry, we didn’t send it on time. After the nurse left, Zoe excused herself to go use the restroom, and Mia stepped into the room

The schedule changed. I wanted to tell you, but you were speaking to Zoe.She looked at Melanie before returning her gaze to me Did she agree?” 

She did.” 

Zoe sent me a text saying she wanted to get breakfast

Thirty minutes later, the door opened, and Marcus stepped into the room with a flower. He didn’t seem surprised. He walked towards me and held my hand, he brought me closer, and wrapped me in a tight hug

How did he always know what I needed? I wrapped my hand around him, too. You must be stressed. I’m sorry you have to go through all this alone.He smoothed the back of my hair

Thanks for coming, it means a lot.” 

The moment was interrupted by a person I least expected

At first, it was low voices whispering, but it got louder with each passing second

Mom, stop! Why are you doing this?” 

No, I want to see her. Where is she? Lydia, come out.” Marcus stepped out first, and I was right behind him

Victoria was outside trying to get into the room while Zoe was blocking her. Zoe explained that she had met her when she was returning and couldn’t stop her

She is finally here. Why can’t you stay away from my family? Do you have to drag my daughter into the mess that little bastard of yours is in?” 

Mom!Zoe yelled, surprise written all over her face

That little bastard has your blood flowing in her veins.” I was grateful this hallway was empty

Doesn’t make her less of a bastard.Her words didn’t hurt like they did years ago

Call my daughter a bastard one more time and I swear to God.I stepped in front of her, daring her to try calling Melanie names

Zoe, let’s go, you won’t be giving out any kidney,Victoria said with her eyes still pinned on me

She agreed, who are you to I stopped Mia. She was angry. Marcus pulled her away, they stood a few feet from me, giving me the space I needed but close enough to be able to interfere if things went south

Zoe, didn’t you hear me? We’re leaving this instant.” 

No, Mom, I won’t. That child inside this room is my niece. She is Mason’s child, and not even you can stop me from saving het.” 

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Zoe had a determined look in her eyes

My child?The voice was low but audible. That voice, I turned and came face to face with Mason 

Treturned my gaze to Zoe, I’m sorry, I just had to tell him.” 

Worst Fear

Worst Fear

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Worst Fear Synopsis : Worst Fear

Lydia’s world was already a crumbling ruin long before she collapsed on the cold, bleach-slick tiles of Westgate Prison. She had been serving her sentence with quiet endurance, forcing herself to survive each monotonous day. Cleaning floors, enduring the harsh routine, and trying to numb her thoughts had become her way of life. But as she gripped the mop handle, her body betrayed her — dizziness washed over her, and before she could steady herself, the world went black.

When she regained consciousness, Lydia found herself lying on a thin mattress in the prison hospital. The sterile smell of disinfectant filled her lungs, and her head ached violently. A familiar figure stood by her bedside — Nurse Gloria, a kind-hearted woman often whispered about by the inmates for her compassion. Lydia had never personally interacted with her before; she preferred keeping her distance from everyone. But this time, she had no choice.

Gloria spoke softly, her voice calm and motherly. “You fainted during your shift,” she explained. Lydia, groggy and disoriented, nodded faintly. Fainting wasn’t unusual for prisoners — malnutrition, exhaustion, and stress were daily realities in Westgate. But Gloria’s next words didn’t fit the routine explanation. She leaned in, her tone serious and almost secretive. “I ran some tests to see why you collapsed.”

Lydia’s brows furrowed. Tests? The nurse’s expression made her heart race. Something was wrong. And then Gloria said it — words that hit Lydia like a lightning strike.

“You’re three months pregnant.”

For a moment, Lydia’s world went silent. The walls, the lights, the nurse — everything faded into a blur of disbelief. Pregnant? That couldn’t be right. Her throat went dry as she tried to process the impossible. Three months. Her hands instinctively flew to her stomach, pressing against the rough fabric of her prison uniform. There was nothing — no bump, no sign of life — yet Gloria’s certainty left no room for denial.

Lydia’s first reaction was refusal. “No,” she whispered. Her voice trembled. “That can’t be right.” But Gloria simply nodded, her expression heavy with empathy. “It’s right, Lydia. I double-checked the results myself.”

The truth settled like a stone in Lydia’s gut. The symptoms she’d ignored — the morning dizziness, the fevers, the missed periods — suddenly made sense. Deep down, she knew this was no mistake. Panic clawed at her chest as she realized what this meant. Her past — the one she’d buried so carefully since the day she was arrested — came rushing back. The man she had loved, the night she had tried to forget, the betrayal that had shattered her life.

Tears burned in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall in front of Gloria. She couldn’t afford weakness here. Her voice was barely a whisper when she pleaded, “Please… you can’t tell anyone. No one can know about this.”

Gloria studied her for a long moment. Lydia could see the internal conflict behind the nurse’s eyes — between her duty to report and her compassion for the broken woman before her. Finally, Gloria sighed softly and nodded. “I won’t say a word,” she promised. Relief washed over Lydia like a wave, but it was fleeting. Gloria wasn’t finished. “But you have to promise me something too. You’ll come back for regular checkups. No skipping, no excuses. You and the baby need to be monitored. Do you understand?”

Lydia nodded mutely, emotion choking her voice. She didn’t trust herself to speak. The nurse gave her hand a gentle squeeze before stepping away to inform the guards that Lydia needed rest.

The walk back to her cell felt endless. Two guards flanked her on either side, but she barely noticed them. Her mind was spinning, replaying Gloria’s words over and over — three months pregnant. Each repetition felt like a hammer blow. She stumbled into her cell, collapsing onto the thin, creaky cot. The metal door slammed shut behind her, sealing her inside with the suffocating truth.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time before curling up on her side. Her trembling hands hovered over her stomach, fear twisting in her chest. She could barely keep herself alive in this place — how could she protect an unborn child? Westgate wasn’t meant for fragile things. It was a graveyard of hope, a place that crushed even the strongest spirits. What kind of life could she possibly give her baby behind these bars?

The tears she had fought earlier now spilled freely, sliding down her cheeks as silent sobs wracked her body. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, as if she could shield the tiny life inside her from the cruelty of the world beyond her cell walls.

For the first time in years, Lydia prayed. Not for freedom, not for revenge — just for strength. For the chance to protect this unexpected child growing inside her.

As she turned her hand, the faint glint of her wedding band caught her eye. The ring mocked her, its shine a cruel reminder of the life she had lost. Three months ago, everything had been perfect — or so she thought. Her marriage had felt like a fairy tale. Even though her in-laws despised her, she had still believed love could conquer everything. Her husband had been her safe haven, her anchor.

Until the night everything fell apart.

The memory was sharp and unforgiving — flashing lights, police sirens, his face twisted in disgust as she was dragged away in handcuffs. The betrayal in his eyes had hurt worse than the accusation itself. That image haunted her still, burned into her mind like a scar that would never fade.

Now, lying in that cold, dim cell, Lydia finally understood how deep her despair ran. The baby inside her was both a curse and a fragile glimmer of hope. A connection to the man she once loved — and the life she could never return to.

As exhaustion finally claimed her, her last thoughts were of him — the man she’d once trusted more than anyone. His expression, full of hatred and disbelief, was the last thing she saw before the darkness took her again.

And for the first time, Lydia realized she wasn’t just a prisoner anymore. She was a mother — trapped in a place where love and life were luxuries no one could afford. But no matter what, she silently vowed: she would find a way to protect her baby, even if it meant fighting the entire world from behind these bars.

 

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