It was a beautiful afternoon in Atlanta, Georgia. The sun was shining through the windows, and Delicia was sitting on the couch in her living room, gently rubbing her baby bump while waiting for Iman to come home.

She smiled as she whispered, “I can’t wait to hold you in my arms, baby. Your daddy is going to love you so much.” ❤️👶

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her stomach.

“Ouch!” Delicia cried, grabbing the edge of the couch.

At first, she thought it was just another pregnancy cramp. But within seconds, the pain became stronger. She tried to stand up, but another contraction forced her to sit back down.

“Iman!” she shouted desperately.

Iman rushed into the living room. “Delicia, baby, what’s wrong?”

Delicia looked at him with tears in her eyes. “Iman, I’m having so much pain! I think the baby is coming. Please, we need to get to the hospital!”

Iman’s face immediately changed.

“What? Right now?”

“Yes! Please hurry!”

“Okay, sweetheart. Stay calm. I’m getting the car!”

Iman grabbed his keys and rushed outside. A few moments later, he pulled the car up in front of the house and ran inside to help Delicia.

He carefully helped her into the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and rushed toward the hospital. 🚗💔

As they drove through the busy streets of Atlanta, Delicia held her stomach and cried out in pain.

“Iman, please drive faster! I can’t take this anymore!”

Iman gripped the steering wheel tightly.

“Baby, please hold on! We’re almost there. I promise I’m getting you to the hospital!”

He tried to remain calm, but fear was taking over his mind. This was supposed to be one of the happiest days of their lives. They were finally going to meet their baby.

When they reached the hospital, Iman quickly parked the car and called for help. Nurses brought a wheelchair and rushed Delicia inside.

“Please help my wife!” Iman begged. “She’s having her baby!”

A doctor immediately examined Delicia and instructed the nurses to take her to the delivery room.

Delicia reached for Iman’s hand before they separated.

“Iman, please don’t leave me.”

He kissed her forehead. “I’m right here, Delicia. I’m not going anywhere. You and our baby are going to be okay.”

The doctor then turned to him.

“Sir, we need you to wait outside while we take care of her.”

Iman watched as the doors closed.

For the first time in his life, he felt completely helpless. 💔

He sat down, whispered a prayer, and stared at the delivery room doors.

“God, please protect Delicia and our baby. I don’t need anything else. Just bring them both back to me safely.”

Minutes felt like hours.

Then, suddenly, he heard a baby’s faint cry from inside the room.

Iman immediately stood up.

“That’s my baby!” he whispered, tears of happiness filling his eyes. “My baby is here!”

But he had no idea that the worst news of his life was waiting just around the corner.

A few minutes later, a doctor walked out carrying the newborn baby.

Iman rushed toward her.

“Doctor! Is my baby okay? Can I hold my child?”

The doctor’s expression made his heart sink.

“Mr. Iman, your baby experienced a serious lack of oxygen during delivery. We’re taking the baby to the neonatal intensive care unit, where we can provide breathing support and monitor the heartbeat.”

Iman stared at her in disbelief.

“What do you mean? Is my baby going to be okay?”

“We’re doing everything we can,” the doctor replied carefully.

Iman’s hands began to shake.

“Please, Doctor. That’s my child. Do whatever you have to do. Please save my baby!”

The medical team hurried away with the newborn.

Iman remained in the hallway, unable to move. His happiness had disappeared, replaced by a fear he had never experienced before.

Just then, another doctor approached him.

“Mr. Iman, your wife is stable and asking for you. You may go in and see her, but our team is still caring for your baby.”

Iman quickly wiped his tears and entered Delicia’s room.

Delicia looked exhausted, but the moment she saw him, she smiled weakly.

“Iman… where’s our baby?”

He sat beside her and gently held her hand.

“The doctors are taking care of our little one, sweetheart. They’re doing everything they can.”

Delicia began to cry.

“I just want to hold my baby.”

Iman kissed her forehead.

“Thank you, Delicia. Thank you for giving me this beautiful gift. You have made me the happiest man in the world.”

Delicia squeezed his hand.

“We’re a family now, Iman.”

He leaned forward and gave her a gentle kiss.

For a brief moment, they tried to believe that everything would be all right. ❤️

Then the door opened.

The same doctor walked in.

Her eyes were filled with sadness.

“Mr. Iman, Delicia… I’m very sorry.”

Iman immediately stood up.

“What happened? Is our baby okay?”

The doctor took a deep breath.

“Your baby’s heartbeat became extremely slow. Our team tried to save the baby, but unfortunately, the heartbeat has stopped. We were unable to revive your child.”

The room fell silent.

Iman stared at the doctor.

“No… no, that can’t be true!”

His voice broke.

“You just told me the baby was receiving treatment! You said there was still a chance!”

“We tried everything we could,” the doctor explained softly. “I’m truly sorry.”

Delicia covered her mouth and burst into tears.

“No! Please! I haven’t even held my baby yet!”

Iman stumbled backward, shaking his head.

“Please don’t say that. That’s our child. You have to do something!”

But there was nothing more the doctors could do.

A nurse gently brought the baby into the room.

When Iman finally saw his little child, he felt overwhelmed by grief.

“My baby… Daddy is here,” he whispered. “Please, baby, I was waiting for you. I had so many dreams for us.”

Delicia reached out, crying uncontrollably.

“Please let me see my baby.”

The nurse carefully brought the newborn closer to her.

Delicia looked at the tiny face and broke down.

“I carried you for so long. I imagined your first smile, your first words, and the day I would watch you grow up. Why did this happen to us?”

Iman sat beside her and held her as they mourned their child together.

Neither of them had the strength to speak.

Their dreams had disappeared in a single afternoon. 💔😭

As Iman held Delicia close, a disturbing thought suddenly entered his mind.

Shayla.

He remembered the strange things that had happened over the past few days. Shayla had been asking questions about Delicia’s pregnancy. She had also appeared unusually interested in their private family matters.

And just yesterday, she had called Iman with a strange warning.

“Iman, sometimes people aren’t who they pretend to be. Be careful about who you trust.”

At the time, he had ignored her words.

Now, as he stared at his lifeless phone screen, those memories began to feel different.

What if Shayla knows something?

He quickly pushed the thought away.

“No,” he whispered to himself. “I can’t accuse anyone without proof.”

Delicia looked up at him through her tears.

“Iman… what are you thinking about?”

He hesitated.

“Nothing, baby. I’m here with you.”

But Delicia noticed the fear in his eyes.

“Iman, please tell me the truth. Do you think someone wanted something bad to happen to our baby?”

He didn’t answer immediately.

Then his phone vibrated.

An unknown number had sent him a message.

Iman froze.

He read the message again and again.

Who had sent it?

How could a stranger know what had happened inside the hospital?

And why was Shayla’s name suddenly involved?

Before he could reply, another message appeared.

Iman slowly looked toward Delicia, who was still crying beside him.

His heart was already shattered, but now a new fear was growing inside him.

He picked up his phone and whispered,

“Shayla… what have you done?”

Then he called her number.

It rang once.

Twice.

On the third ring, someone answered.

But it wasn’t Shayla.

A man’s unfamiliar voice came through the phone.

“Iman, if you care about the truth, come alone. And whatever you do, don’t tell Delicia what I’m about to reveal.”

Iman’s face turned pale.

“Who is this? What do you know about my baby?”

The man paused before answering.

The call suddenly disconnected.

Iman stood motionless, staring at his phone.