A doctor is helping his ex-girlfriend give birth, but he freezes in shock when he sees the baby.
The maternity ward was congested that day. Physicians were rushing from one room to another. The doctor was going to take a little break after completing a challenging surgery when a fresh call came in: a patient in late pregnancy who was having a difficult childbirth and urgently needed an experienced physician.
After washing his hands and putting on a new robe, he entered the labor ward with assurance. His heart, however, fell at that same instant. She lay on the bed before him.
At one point, he loved the woman more than life itself. The woman who promised to always be at his side while holding his hand for seven years vanished without a word. She was now lying there, sweating, holding her phone tightly, her face contorted in agony. They looked at each other.
— You?.. — she muttered, struggling. — Are you my physician?
Without saying a word, the man dragged the bed in the direction of the operation room while gritting his teeth and nodding.
The work was challenging. The baby’s heart rate slowed, and blood pressure decreased. Despite feeling torn apart on the inside, he led the team, issued directions, and maintained composure.
His head was filled with only one thought: “Why her? Why now?
Forty excruciating minutes went by. At last, the room reverberated with the newborn’s first cry. There was a collective sigh of relief. The infant was delicately placed in the doctor’s arms, but he suddenly became pale upon seeing it.
— Is this my kid? — ran away from him.
The woman turned away, but her voice shook as she said, “What nonsense….”
He froze as he raised the blanket’s corner. There was a birthmark on the baby’s small shoulder. Just like his own. in the same location.
His voice broke, “God.” – My birthmark is on him. Is this my son?
She put her hands over her face. Her shoulders trembled. Finally, she said in a scarcely audible whisper:
Indeed. It’s your kid.
— What kept you quiet? He said it quietly, but there was pain in every word: “Why did you just disappear?”
She looked up with tears in her eyes.
— Just before I went, I discovered I was pregnant. I was aware that you always prioritized your medication. Career, research articles, operations, etc. You would have been hampered by a child. I felt frightened. I made the decision that it would be better to vanish than to keep you behind.
He walked slowly up to her bed, took her hand, and squeezed it.
— For you, I would have sacrificed everything. Positions, careers, because this time is the most essential thing. You are the most essential thing.
The child then fell asleep quietly, seemingly oblivious to the fact that his birth had altered their entire future and past.
