Frederick Windmill
I looked at my watch for the umpteenth time and yet my baby girl is nowhere in sight, it's already late and everybody is waiting for her to arrive but she's not picking up her phone, at this point, I was already getting worried cause I can still remember how worried she was this morning but I assured her that nothing is going to happen to her.
My phone started ringing, I checked it to see it's my baby girl calling
“Babygirl?”
“Hello is this Morgana's husband?’’
“Yes, who's this?”
“I’m calling from the city hospital, you have to hurry right here sir”
“What?! Is my baby girl okay, please tell me nothing is wrong with her”
“If you want her to live you have to hurry down here and sign the necessary papers sir so we commence the surgery, your wife was involved in a
