pitched it into the trash.
Secret licked her lips and tried to moisten her mouth again.
âIâll go get you some water, but let me grab your blood pressure first. After all, thatâs part of why you ended up here in the first place.â She wheeled over a little machine to take Secretâs blood pressure. âYour blood pressure dropped so low. You were losing mad blood. The doctor did an emergency procedure on you that Iâm sure heâll be in to explain more thoroughly than I can,â she informed Secret.
âWhen can I go see my baby?â Secret asked.
The nurse looked down at Secretâs handcuffs and then back up at her patient. âWell, you canât,â was her reply.
Secretâs blood pressure would have skyrocketed had the nurse not continued talking.
âTheyâll bring her down to see you. Iâll let them know Mommy is up and ready to lay eyes on her little one.â She smiled. She announced Secretâs blood pressure. âMuch, much better,â she said, then wrapped up the machine and rolled it back into its proper place. âNow let me go get that water.â She was out of the room in seconds.
Secret was so pleased to know that her baby was okay and that in a few moments sheâd get to see her. Now the next thing that bothered Secret was the fact that she couldnât figure out where in the world she knew this nurse from.
Chapter 4
âSheâs so beautiful,â Secret said, using her hand to push the button to adjust the bed upright. She wanted to get as good of a look as she could of her newborn baby who was being rolled into the room.
Her tiny self lay bundled in a pink blanket as she lay inside of the clear plastic mobile bassinette-type bed. The nurse rolled her to the left side of Secretâs bed and parked the bassinette.
âShe is a cutie,â said the nurse who had brought her up. She reached into the bed and lifted the baby out. She walked around to the other side of Secret. She placed her as much onto Secretâs lap as she could without being on top of Secret herself. Because Secret was cuffed and couldnât hold the baby herself, the nurse held the tiny infant in position.
Secretâs eyes filled with tears just staring at the life that had grown in her stomach for the last nine months. The baby just lay there sleeping like a little princess, like she didnât have a care in the world. But soon enough, this cruel world would try to eat the helpless thing alive and give her plenty to occupy her mind with. What pained Secret the most was that she wouldnât be there to fend for her.
With her motherly instincts, Secret went and reached for the child, only to be reminded that her hands were cuffed to the bedrails. She looked from one wrist to the next and then to the nurse.
âSomeone is supposed to come take those off,â the nurse said. âI asked the officer who is posted outside of your door.â
Secret just shook her head. She couldnât believe the state was wasting money for a police officer to guard her door. She wasnât some serial killer or had connections to a mafia that could help her do a jail break. She was just a young teenage mother who wanted to hold her baby. She refused to waste these precious moments with her baby mad at the world. Instead she decided to take in every detail about her little one that she could with her eyes, while her body longed to reach out and pull her close.
âWe always suggest mothers nurse their babies, even if itâs just for the three days while they are in the hospital, but with your health emergency and . . .â She looked to the handcuffs. âWell, weâve been feeding her Similac.â
âSheâs so beautiful,â was all Secret could say. Complimenting the baby might as well have been like complimenting herself, because the baby looked like the spitting image of Secret. She had all of her facial features.
Colleen Hoover, Tarryn Fisher