You Are My Destiny.

. But instead of feeling a sense of comfort, my heart was overwhelmed with fear and anxiety. Who would take care of my precious child after

ark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside me. I was terrified, not about my impending death, bu

estions, each one more daunting than the last. Who would be there to celebrate her milestones, to wipe away her

to secure her happiness and well-being, even if I wouldn't be there to see it myself. But for now, I could

I slept 8 hours a day, drank water regularly, exercised for 2 hours every day, meditated for an hour daily, a

ke I was screaming into a void, with no one to answer, no one to comfort me. I cried louder, my body shakin

from the pain and fear that consumed me. But it was no use. I was alone in this darkness, with

ever make. I wept for my child, who would soon be left without a mother. And I wept for my hu

I had made a decision to secure my daughter's future, no matter what lay ahead. I had invested al

but there's something I have to say about the boy. His father is our current vice president, we want you to

nitely do so" I walked back t

ack corner, looking a bit out of place. While his classmates chatted and laughed, he sat quietly, his eyes fixed on the flo

r name please"

mean Wilton," he said, t

ger, bear the same name and nickname that only my husband used? It was as if the universe was pl

class. Please,

emblance to my husband. But there was none. He can't be my husband, he was youn

and charming voice. I felt a pang of jealousy, wondering why this stranger was rece

at hand. But my mind kept wandering back to the mystery of

the lazy type. He slept throughout the whole lesson, he contributed nothing in s

nt I was in suddenly changed. I found myself in a deep forest. I had this disturbing migraine again; my head hurt like it wou

ooked like snow had fallen on it. The temperature of the forest was

d behind me and saw a lion running towards my direction, I was too weak to move, I couldn't

s my direction, that was when I saw Wilton (new student) pushing me off where I sto

tually on the street, and the lion I saw running towards me was not

resent said out..that was when I remembered that a n

as I moved to him. "Hey, new kid, wake up!" I slapped his cheeks, trying to wake him, but he was

is shirt wound up, and h

rch 1984" - my husband's date of b

why he had the birthmark, he said it was done by his mother t

the same birth tattoo on Wilto

ntinued CPR, hoping he would wake up. "Wilton