Chapter 15 Yara
Yara
“You’re having twins.”
The words bounced around my skull for the thousandth time.
I hadn’t been awake long before my feet were thrown into stirrups, before an older nurse was gloving up, before she was giving me a transvaginal ultrasound.
I hadn’t known what that meant until the stick was halfway inside of me.
I didn’t have time to voice my indignation before the screen caught my attention. My baby was too small to be anything but a mid-sized bean. And then another blob popped up on the screen, even smaller than the other.
That’s when the nurse had removed the pole from my vagina and ran from the room.
When the doctor returned, he had broken the news.
Two babies.
Kazi and Mateo weren’t even here to soften the blow. Just myself alone, in a hospital bed, spinning and spiraling.
I immediately began to ask what I needed for a paternity test to identify the father but the doctor had disappeared again, clearly not hearing me.
Did I even speak out loud? Or am I in shock?
It wasn’t fair, but part of me wanted to be alone. To take this time and fall completely apart.
A young nurse opening the door cut through my anxiety, but she didn’t look right and my hackles rose as I surveyed her.
Her bleached blonde hair was in disarray, and her long-sleeved scrubs were incredibly clean, pristine, as if she had just put them on.
“There’s two men out here asking about you.
They won’t come back here until you give the okay, but one gave me this phone for you.
” Her voice was quiet, her tone nearly emotionless as she walked slowly into the room.
Her words appeased most of my anxiety but not all of it.
She shoved the device into my hands, distracting me from my confusion and paranoia.
A flip phone. I hadn’t seen one of these in years.
“Thank you…” I trailed off, trying to catch her eyes, to determine why this interaction was leaving me on edge.
Her aura was screaming at me that something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t pinpoint why.
“I’m Eve, I’ll be back to check on you,” she advised hoarsely before turning and practically sprinting from the room.
I sat for just a few minutes with the device, but the longer I did, the more I realized who I really needed to speak to. If only to confirm she was okay.
Dialing Izzy’s number from memory, I held my breath as it rang.