Owned By a Greek god

7 MONTHS LATER

**** MELINA P. O. V ****

I woke up and opened my eyes. I’d been in this hospital for four days at this point.

Since I had my daughter, I wasn’t allowed to get out of bed or even see her.

They had to start taking care of her right away, and I was told not to leave my body until I was strong enough to do so.

When I turned my head to the side, Jason was right next to me. He looked like a chef because he was wearing a hospital cap.

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He took my hand and kissed it as he said, “Finally, you opened your eyes.”

“I’ve been opening my eyes in this same hospital for four days, but I can’t stand up or see my baby girl. I don’t think finally is the right word,” I told him, and he sighed.

He told me, “Don’t worry, Melina. You’ll see our baby girl today.”

“Really? The doctor told me I can stand up now?” I asked with joy. He smiled and nodded.

“It’s been four days. You’re all better now, and you can see our baby,” he told me, and I sat up with joy.

He helped me get out of bed by holding me. I heaved as I felt better.

He said, “Let’s go see our baby,” and I happily agreed.

We left the hospital holding hands. I couldn’t wait to see my baby.

“We haven’t decided on a name for the baby yet,” he said, and I smiled.

I told him, “When I see her, I’ll know what to call her, unless you have something else in mind.” He shook his head.

“I haven’t thought of anything yet,” he said. “I was waiting for you to get out of that bed so we could come up with something.” Then we stopped walking.

He pointed to the baby in the room and said, “There she is.”

I looked at him and said, “Oh, my baby. Can’t we go in?”

“Yes, but you have to wear the gown,” he said. The nurse then gave us gowns and hand gloves.

Before going into the ward, we washed our hands in the basin and put on the outfit.

There were also some babies who were born there. I went to where our baby was, and as soon as I saw her, my eyes filled with tears.

“She’s beautiful,” I choked out through tears.

“Ever since she was brought here, I couldn’t stop coming back. She never opened her eyes, but it felt like she knew I was there,” Jason said, and I put my head on his shoulders.

I looked at the pipe that was in her mouth and asked, “Can I carry her?”

He told her, “You can’t right now, but you can after a month.”

So I won’t be able to hold my baby until a month later, I said through tears.

“It’ll be fine. After that, she’ll always be with us,” he said as I put my hand on the incubator and smiled.

I told him, “Her name is Peace. Her last name is Emerson,” and he smiled.

He asked, “Why are you calling her Peace?”

“Because I think she will bring peace to our family, Ryan,” I told him, and he put his hand around my waist.

“Then we’ll call her Peace,” he said. “Peace Emerson,” I laughed happily.

Soon, I could feel someone join us, and it was Ryan and Agnes. Agnes already had a big stomach, which made her look fat.

She kissed my cheeks and said, “Look who’s awake!”

Jason said, “Thank you both for being here,” and they held each other.

Ryan said, “Now we’re a family, and we’ll always be there for each other.” We all smiled.

“Wait, where is my ring?” I asked, looking at my left hand, which was still on the incubator.

Jason said, “Here. I took it off while you were sleeping so you wouldn’t lose it.” I put it back on my finger and kissed him again.

Ryan put his hand on Agnes’ stomach as she slept, and we all laughed as we watched Peace sleep peacefully.

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THE END