The Remorseful Brothers Novel

“So what if it’s your child? For all we know, she could be lying?”

“What would she gain from lying? The child is mine. I’m sure of it.”

“I do not care if it’s yours or not,” she yelled, eyeing me.

Her voice trembled as she reached for the bag she threw on the couch.” I don’t care whatever happens, Aiden. You won’t do it. And if you do, you would not like what I’d do next.”

Then she stormed out, banging the door after her. I just hoped she wouldn’t go after Ana like the last time.

I sat there, still reeling from the bomb that Ana had just dropped on me out of the blue. I wasn’t sure how I felt. Happy that I had a child with Ana? Sad and angry that she caused my absence in the life of my child? My emotions were everywhere. I had mixed feelings about doing this Savior sibling thing especially since I was desperately trying hard to make life with Sharon work. I was trying to forget Ana and stuff her in the past but she just had to appear and put all my efforts to waste. To make matters more complicated, she returned with a child and an offer to make another.

How could I have a child all these years and not even have an inkling of it?

For the rest of the day, I tried to get some work done but after a while of dawdling, I gave up and started to make research about all the info that Ana dumped on me to understand what I would be walking into better. After work, I drove to the hospital.

The premises still looked the same as the night I brought her here. Not that I had seen much of the place before though.

I climbed dov – my car and made my way inside the hospital.

“Good evening,” I managed a smile at one of the nurses behind the counter. “I’m here to see Amie.”

They nodded and then one of them walked me to her ward but when we got there, the nurse catering to her would not let me in.

“I’m sorry, sir but I have no idea who you are so you to see her.”

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“I’m her father,” I said and even to my own ears, it sounded strange.

The nurse looked at me from head to toe. “Nope you look nothing like him.”

I sighed. I knew she was referring to Dennis, Ana’s husband. Yet, I still tried to convince her. “Come on, can’t you see the resemblance?” I hadn’t even seen the resemblance.

Finally, one of the nurses put a call through to Anna who authorized my entrance into my daughter’s room.

As my eyes took her form in, I recognized the girl’s pale form on the bed as the vibrant sharp girl I met in the hallway. The one who scolded me and also took my pen. The girl that lay on this bed now was like a shadow of that girl from the hallway, her eyes squeezed shut, her brows slightly drawn down as though even in her sleep, she was in pain.

My heart expanded as I felt a type of love that I was sure nothing could ever replace. And at the same time, my heart ached as I looked down at her and listened to her raspy breathing.

Was this how she would remain for the next nine months? I wondered, wishing I could take her place. I bent to place a kiss on her forehead. Then I took her fragile hand in mine and placed a kiss on the back of it

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Just the heard a shuffle at the door. I turned around and came face

to face with Ana, her face swollen from crying.

I could see the question in her eyes so I answered her. “I’d do it.”

“Thank you,” she muttered as she walked to the other side of the bed,” Did she agree?”

I shrugged, my gaze fixed on my daughter, “It doesn’t matter now.”