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Worst Fear 37

Worst Fear 37

Chapter 37 

Lydia 

I stood in front of the room, walking back and forth. My hands clasped together bringing it close to my face

My heart beat hysterically in my chest, my mind spiraling with thoughts

I thought about all the possible things that would have happened

I met Melanie groaning in pain in the room, her hand placed on her chest. Quickly, I took her to the hospital

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Currently standing in my pajamas, I couldn’t stop walking around while waiting for the doctor to come out 

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Mom had offered to come with me, but I refused, I needed someone to watch over Liam besides the nanny

The door soon opened, and the doctor walked out 

She’s out of danger for now.I placed one hand on my chest, and a wave of redef washed through me. I placed my hand on the nearest wall for support

But I’d like you to come see me in my office in a while. We still have some tests we are running on her.” 

Okay, Doctor. Can I go see her?I asked, looking past him as two nurses walked out, rolling the stretcher

She had lost consciousness when we were bringing her to the hospital

Yes. You can stay with her in the room.They took Melanie to the VIP room. I sat close to her, watching her closed eyes 

Theld her hand

(Oh, my baby. My poor baby.She has always had kidney problems due to the circumstances of her birth

It was been managed and has never been this bad

When they arrived, I took her to the hospital, but it wasn’t as serious then

But things like this weren’t unexpected 

At least today’s emergency has been sorted

The door of the room 

room opened, and Mom stepped in with Liam

Hey!Mom greeted me. She walked towards me. She brought a bag

brought clothes. You should take a shower and have something to eat,Liam ran towards me

I can see the fear written in his eyes. It was the same as it had been when I saw him earlier today

Raw fear

1 blinked the tears that had threatened to fall back. I had to be strong for my son. The last thing I wanted was for him to be scared 

You shouldn’t have brought him, I said to Moth, who was now close to Melanie. She had tears in her eyes. Oh, my baby.She cried

I wanted to come. Don’t be mad at grandma.Liam said

I wiped his eyes and flashed him a smile

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-Fine, I sald, im not angry.” 

His Melanie dying?He asked, innocently, his voice broke at the end of his words

I shook my head, no, the decibe said she is out of danger. She’ll be fine.” 

took a quick bath and then changed into trousers and a simple top

Liam and I had breakfast together

When will Melanie wake up? She hasn’t had breakfast.Liam said

Soon. Eat now.” 

She’ll probably want chocolate when she wakes up.He looked over to Mom, who was seated close to Melanie, reading her a story

Grandma left in a hurry, so we couldn’t take any chocolate bars, I know this is a hospital, but there should be a place they sell around here, right?he questioned

Ishook my head, No, but I’ll get her chocolate.” 

Two hours later, the results were out

I walked into the doctor’s office, stopping in front of the door, which had a rectangular silver plate with the inscription Dr. Mat.linhaled sharply and stepped into the room

Dr. Mat sat behind his table. He had a small smile on his lips as he watched me walk closer, He had a laptop on his table, and some files were arranged neatly on one side

Close to the nameplate, was a picture of a young girl, smiling. From the stark resemblance, I could tell it was his daughter

ing you got the result,I said

I’m assuming 

The clock ticked away at the side. yesHe handed me a brown envelope. “Miss Brooks, I’m afraid the kidney 

kidney disease is now chronic.He began

Topened the envelope, pulling out the report. I don’t understand everything in it, but I understood enough to know how serious this was 

My eyes widened, and concern and fear crawled into my mind. Please, what does this mean exactly?I wanted to be explained to 

The kidneys are not functioning properly. This is dangerous as it can lead to a buildup of toxins. But it can be managed. I’m glad it was identified on time.His words did little to lift my spirit, and so did the compassionate look in his eyes 

How? I can pay as much as you need.Money wasn’t the problem. Ijust want my daughter to be in good health

As I said earlier, her condition is serious, but it can be managed. However, we still need to conduct some search on her.” 

What treatment? When do we start?I was leaning out of my chair, trying to keep my voice steady 

Well, it’s a lot. Dialysis or kidney transplant may be needed my brain spun, trying to process the information

He noticed my fear and said, Kidney disease is not the end of the world. With proper treatment, a person can live a normal life as long as their health is closely monitored. Adjustments can be made when necessary.” 

His words did nothing to calm ne, what about her heart?It is well known that kidney conditions may sometimes affect the heart

We are monitoring her heart closely. We still need to run some tests on that let you know the heart condition in full the results are out.” 

Tears gathered in my eyes as I stepped out of the doctor’s office

I didn’t go back to the room immediately, I couldn’t go with tears in my eyes, I don’t want to stare

He is sensitive and can already sense things. I don’t want to worsen it

It took a while for me to regain my emotions

Twiped my tears with the back of my hand

The hallway was busy, with people walking around. We all had one goal and one with. That our loved ones get biter

I stepped out of the hospital. I’d get the chocolate for Melanie 

When I get back, the should be awake.. 

After buying the chocolate from the closest convenience store, I walked back to the hospital 

I was about to enter the hallway leading to Melanie’s room when I heard the cries of a girl in the opposite hallway 

1 paused and turned

A girl was on her knees, begging a doctor. Her stomach protruded from the dress she wore

Please, I’ll pay, just don’t stop the treatment.” 

I’m sorry, that’s not possible. We’ll move her from the VIP room for now and resume treatment when you’ve made the deposit.” 

The girl dropped to her knees, and the doctor turned a blind eye and walked away. The little commotion caught the attention of many

However, no one stopped forward

I couldn’t blame th 

them. Here, everyone had enough on their plate

I couldn’t blame the doctor either

I walked to the girl and offered her a handkerchief

She raised her head, and a look of surprise flashed through her face

I helped her to her feat. We sat on the closest bench

Seeing her with a baby bump reminded me of Lydia. She reminded me of myself, and I felt the urge to help her

What happened?asked 

That’s if you don’t mind me asking.I quickly added

She began crying again, and I wished I had held my tongue. My mom, she’s sick.She narrated how her mom had gotten into an accident three months 

The man who hit them was rich and had brought her here, initially, he took care of the hospital bills, but last month, for some reason, he stopped.Tears rolled down her eyes

She wiped it with the handkerchiefs

I’ve tried contacting him but to no avail. There’s no way I can raise the money all at once; 500,000 dollars is a lot of mone 

Seeing her cry broke something within 

I decided to help

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I held her while she cried, You don’t have to worry,I said. I pulled out my phone. Til takı cəmi bil. Heraus Thodded 

But you don’t know me. We are strangers. Why are you being kind to me?” 

You don’t act in kindness to those you know alone, sak 

1 stood and left; I gave her a bar of chocolates and assured

my assistant would keep in touch with her

I walked towards Melanie’s room, hoping the kindness that I extended would come back to me and Melanie would be fine

I stepped into the room

Mom was still seated close to Melanie. I’m back, Hooked around the room

Liam wasn’t here

Is she awake?asked, and Mont shook her head

Where’s Liam?she asked

I furrowed my brows. “I should be asking that, I left him in the room

You did?The bag I held fell from my hold. I checked the restroom, but he wasn’t there

I pushed my hair backwards. This was the wrong time for this to be happening Liam. Can’t be missing

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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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