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"It's okay, love. I won't hurt you," Raj tried to reassure me, his voice soft, but I couldn't believe him. I shakily stood up, trying to put more distance between us.
"Please, Lavanya, relax. You'...
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✧ Lavanya's POV ✧
The next day, my parents, Rakhi and Ronak Mithal, practically dragged me to a small hospital. My persistent nausea and the tears that had been spilling nonstop made it clear I needed medical attention. I had tried to put on a brave face, but the distress was undeniable. My mom and dad noticed and insisted on getting me checked immediately.
When we arrived, a doctor approached us. He looked at me with a mix of concern and curiosity as he asked questions and took blood samples. I felt uneasy under his scrutinizing gaze. My father, usually reserved, raised his voice in frustration.
"Make sure you examine her properly! She’s been through enough."
The doctor, now more attentive, nodded and began a thorough examination. The tension in the room was palpable as we waited in his cabin. Finally, the doctor returned with the results, his face still inscrutable.
My father, his voice edged with worry, asked, “Is my daughter okay, doctor?”
The doctor responded with a nod, "She is fine. She’s just four weeks pregnant."
I felt as if my world had stopped. My eyes widened, and my voice trembled, "What? Are you serious?"
"Yes," the doctor confirmed, "and we need to perform an ultrasound to ensure the baby is healthy."
The words barely registered as my parents hugged each other, tears streaming down their faces. I could see their joy, their happiness in their embrace. I thought they gonna kill me, if I ever did something like this.
For a moment, I was overwhelmed by a wave of emotion. I was happy too, but there was so much I had to process. The reality of my situation was sinking in.
As the doctor prepared for the ultrasound, I whispered to myself, “This is real. This is happening. I’m going to be a mother.” My voice quivered, but I forced myself to stay calm. I needed to be strong—for me, for my baby, and for Raj.
Something is weird about Doctor, he behaved differently and don't allowed my parents inside, I know only partner is allowed,but the way he tell them to stay outside, is weird, it scared but still I pretend to be brave.
The cold gel on my belly sent a shiver through me. I hissed in discomfort, trying to brace myself for what I was about to see. The doctor’s fingers were deft as he moved the ultrasound wand. I watched the screen with bated breath. There it was—the tiny, flickering heartbeat of my baby. I could hardly believe my eyes.
I clutched the image of my baby's heartbeat, tears streaming down my face.
“This tiny heartbeat… it’s ours. It’s a part of me.”
