"This is unbelievable, twins, Mama? I'm carrying not one but two babies? Moses's babies, or should I say Mathayus's babies, not one royal baby but two? Am I even capable of carrying twins? Can my body handle twins? And how will I give birth to twins? Will I need to have an C Section? I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared right now." Liah sighs heavily.
"Alright. Calm down, you're getting way ahead of yourself. You're already three months along, and the doctor said that both you and the babies are in good health. The only reason that he put you on an every-other-week visit is that this is your first pregnancy and it's a multiple birth.
But other than that, things seem to be going fine; you just need to take it easy. Take care of yourself, and you'll be fine. I may not have carried twins, but I have three children, so I'm not new to this, and I'm here for you, so stop worrying." Her mother smile patting her shoulder.
"You are right, I know you're right, I'm just anxious."
"Remember Philippians 4 vs 6, be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving let your request be made known to God. Besides, you can't change anything by worrying."
"Again, you're right, I just can't believe I may never get to see the father of my children again." Liah sighs. "Well, I have been thinking, and even though you may not be able to see him in person, there may be a way you can see him and even keep track of what he's up to."
"How is that even possible mama?"
"The internet, whenever the Royal family of England does anything in public, it's all over the internet, so maybe if you type in his name, you'll be able to see what he's up to." Her mother suggests.
"Mighty God of Daniels! I can't believe I didn't think of that. Where is my laptop?" She asks jumping from the chair she was sitting in, and began searching around.
"Take it easy, no sudden movement,s Liah!" Her mother shouts, blocking her path. "Oh yeah, right, I forgot, I can't believe I may actually get to see his beautiful face again, it's been weeks and Anthony isn't even close to contacting him or anyone from his palace.
"Alright, here it is, sit down, type in his name and see what happens." Within second Liah had logged on to the internet and was typing in Mathayus's full name, and to her greatest joy, there he was, in all his Royal glory, multiple photos of him with different high-profile people.
There was one of him with two people she suspected were his parents. The lady was very beautiful, such a shame that she was dead. One of him with an extremely beautiful young lady caught her eyes. That must be his fiancée. Wow, was she really dead? Or were they together right now? Was she the only one carrying his babies right now? Or was she competing with this incredibly beautiful woman?
Was it possible that his losing his memory was the only reason he even gave her the time of day? One thing was for certain: this lady was the reason he was so reluctant to be in a relationship with her, and she couldn't blame him. What man in their right mind would cheat on a woman that beautiful? She thought.
"Oh wow, this should be interesting," her mother says from behind her.
***
"Feeling better, boss?" Blade asks when Razor slowly opens his eyes. "You were pretty out of it when you woke up yesterday." "Where am I?" Razor asks in a raspy voice. "In the hospital, but thanks to the doctors here and the specialist that Michael had flown in, your recovery should be without complications."
"Where is Michael?" "He got his memories back, so he went home, but don't worry, we were generously compensated."
"So who is guarding the base now?" Razor asked as he tried to sit up, but winced as pain shot through his body. "Don't move, at least not yet. You have to take it easy, we need you to recover as quickly as possible so we can dish out our own revenge for the men we lost." Blade says, his fists clenched.
"Speaking of which, we already compensated the families of the men who died in Kingston, and Jermaine's memorial service is set to take place whenever you're ready. We'll have two memorials, one for the men and a special one for Jermaine. We know how much he meant to you." Blade's voice trails off as the pained expression on Razor's face is replaced by one of pure hatred.
"Those fuckers will pay." He growls. "Yes, they will but you need to get stronger first." "What about the other side?" Razor ask.
"Michael, terminate the other side. We now control both communities, and we have already set up a base there. A lot has happened since we left, and as soon as you're strong enough, I'll tell you everything." Blade smiles as he squeezes Razor's hand gently.
Thank you for reading
words of encouragement
Some situations are going to cause pain
But they won't kill you
Riddle from the last Ch: What weighs 2000 pounds and fizzes?
Ans: an elephant taking a bubble bath
Mercy, what a sight.
Okay then, as soon as you get that image out of your head, try this one.
How do you fix a short circuit?