Chadrick was getting better day by day. He was even given the go-signal to walk around the hospital’s garden for fresh air.
And that’s why we’re sitting on a bench outside, watching kids play on the grass.
“He or she could’ve have been this big, right?” Chadrick asked me.
I looked at him and saw him watching the kids affectionately. At first, I didn’t get it, but now, I think I do. He’s talking about our child.
I reached for his hand and he looked at me slowly. It’s true when they say that when you’re handsome, you’re really handsome and will stay handsome no matter what happens. Because even with a shaved head wrapped in an elastic bandage, he still looked divine. Maybe it’s his eyes? Or his thick brows? Or his sharp, cutting jawline?
Or maybe I’m just biased because I love him?
