Chapter 50. You’re My Family, Mita

Sushmita’s POV

3 days later.

Daniel took care of everything. My hospital bills, my medicines and especially, the fetus that died inside me, my baby. He was holding it now in a wooden box and handed it over to me.

I took it and hugged it tightly as my tears ran down my cheeks again. Why does it have to be this way? Why is the world so cruel to me? I didn’t do anything wrong. I love my family, I love my husband, and I love my unborn child with all of my heart.

Of all people, why does it have to be me? What did I do wrong? Why do I need to suffer like this? I don’t understand. It’s too painful. My heart is breaking and shattered into pieces.

“Let’s go, Miss,” I suddenly came back to my senses when Daniel approached me. He carried my luggage.

We are about to go to the private plane that Rodney arranged for us so that we could catch Don Hernan’s funeral.

Daniel seated beside me so I lean my head on his shoulder.

“I really need a shoulder ri