Chapter 6. His Dad

Valerie’s eyes flickered open. Blurry ceiling tiles came into focus above her, and the sharp scent of antiseptic burned her nose. Where was he? Where was her son?

She heard his faint cry before she passed out, so she knew he was alive.

She craned her neck, peering around the small hospital room. Empty. Panic bubbled in her chest. Where was her son!?

“Nurse!” Her throat was raw. She winced, swallowing hard. “Where’s my baby?”

A woman in pink scrubs hurried to Valerie’s bedside. “Please try to relax, Miss Foster.”

“Relax?” Valerie rasped. “How can I relax? Where is he?”

“Oh god, did something happen to him? But the doctor said he was healthy when they checked last time. Is he okay?” Valerie breathed.

The nurse checked Valerie’s IV, avoiding her gaze. “The baby is perfectly healthy. He is in the nursery with his dad.”

His dad?

“My baby doesn’t have a dad,” Val said.

Heck…he didn’t even have a name yet.

I want to see him,” Valer