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Eida ignored it as if it was just a dream. She turned away from the sound and deep her head back on the pillows, hoping to return to her deep slumber. She was exhausted.

But the sound turned a notch higher. It was as if someone had increased the volume, snapping her out of her daze. When she looked at her side table, she realized that the baby monitor was the source of the unwanted commotion.

Immediately, she jumped out of bed and rushed out of her room. With eyes still droopy like a zombie, she made her way to the next room, which they had converted into a nursery room.

“Whaaaahhh!” Her little angel made her protest known as she cried louder this time. She quickly grabbed her baby and carried her in her arms, hoping her warmth would be enough to soothe her woes.

However, she continued to cry as if that was not what she wanted. The hard part about tending to a baby, she could not understand what she wanted. Her baby could not voice out what she needed. So, she had to guess.

Somewhat, she realized that pregnancy for nine months and giving birth was a piece of cake. But being a mother was a different matter. Assuring the baby was always safe and providing for their needs was more difficult than she had ever imagined.

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It was tremendously more difficult than having a full-time job.

“What is wrong, my sweetheart?” She pulled her closer to her heart as she started moving around, but it did not make any difference. “Come on, did you miss mommy already?”

Eventually, she sang and danced around the room. It worked but only for a few seconds. Then, her sweet baby shrieked like an alarm clock, ready to wake up the entire house.

“Can you just give mommy a break?” Now, it was her turn as she whined like a baby as she looked at her little angel.

Lack of sleep could also make people cranky. Mothers were no exception. They could only do so much. At that moment, she was hanging by a thin thread, ready to snap.

But, of course, that was not an option as she took a deep breath to calm herself down. “Think!” She checked on her watch and realized it was barely an hour since she had left her child in her nursery, sound asleep.

She concluded that she must be hungry, finding nothing else wrong with her. Soon, she was sitting on the rocking chair, feeding her child while she struggled to keep herself awake.

She took the tablet she used to play baby music and scanned the screen. Finally, she stumbled on the internet site that she wanted to see. Then, blaring sounds of engines echoed in the room.

She toned down the volume, but it was still loud enough for them to hear. Then, she watched the scene before her. It was an exhibition race, but still a thrilling video clip nonetheless.

“That is your father. You see how fast he could go.” She pointed at the car that Lance used to drive. Suddenly, she wondered if Lance would ever go behind a racing car again.

But she guessed that was one of the things he had to give up now that he was about to be King. The Council would never allow him to risk his life by driving again on such a dangerous track.

She talked about him, telling her child things about the man she would never have the chance to meet. She spoke to her baby girl about the wonderful prince that changed her life and gave her a wonderful gift, her Luisa.

“You would have loved him, and I am sure he would have adored you.” It was one of her greatest regrets.

She could raise her child without a father. She was confident now that she could do it. But did she want it for her child? Of course not. She wished that their life was different.

Lance was ready to give up everything for her. But was that what she wanted for him? If he had known about Luisa, she was sure he would denounce everything to be with her. But that was not on their card. That was not her fate or her child.

“I am sorry that you will grow up without him. You will never know your father.” She knew this was the only choice she had. Tears ran down her cheek as she watched her baby sleep in her arms.

She had grown up without parents to guide her. Luckily, she had her aunt, who devoted her life to her. But she grew up knowing that all her life, something was missing.

Now, she had given her child the same fate that she had. She had condemned her to a life of misery just like hers. But she believed it had to be done for everyone’s sake.

“I love you, Luisa. I love your father. I wish we could be together, but that is not possible.” She could only wish that her child would never learn the truth.

It was better that she believed her father was dead. That Lance never discovered that he had a daughter. She was doing this for the good of everyone. It might sound selfish, but she never thought of herself when she made this difficult decision. It had always been for Luisa and Lance.

“You miss him.” A voice by the door made her look up from the small screen. Amelia stood by the door, probably disturbed by Luisa’s cries.

Eida carefully lifted the sleeping baby back into her cradle. But she left the sound of the engine motors running. It seemed to calm her down. Then, she faced her friend.

“Yes, I do.” She admitted it because that was the truth. “What about you? Are you going out with Evan?” Of course, she knew it was Evan who sent those flowers.

“I think I will.” Amelia pulled her friend into a hug. “Come on, let me put you back to sleep.” She escorted her back to her room and tucked her underneath the blanket. “Sleep tight. I will take care of Luisa for tonight.”

Eida was right. Amelia thought as she watched her friend doze off instantly. She needed to give Evan a chance, or she would end just like her. But at least she had Luisa. Unlike her.

She would be alone and miserable.