Kate's P.O.V
I was at the function with Ayla and everyone was liking the fact that I finally adopt. They were so nice to her and she looked so adorable. I can't help but feel that she is becoming part of me. Everytime i'm around her I feel extra happy. Just looking at her makes me really happy.
I was talking business with other media personalities when Ayla excused herself saying she's thirsty. I watched her walk to the bar and order juice so I turn back around and started talking then I check on her again and this time she was talking to some girls so I figured she is making friends so I didn't check on her after but I wish I did. Little did I know that, that was the last time I was gonna see her.
After talking for a while I decided to go and find her. I look for her at the bar, the restrooms, on the dance floor everywhere but I could not find her. Then I saw the girls she was talking with so I asked them if they have seen her and they said they were talking to her for a while then she left.
But the smirks on their faces told me that they said something to her that's why she left. So I called her phone but didn't get an answer. Then I called my driver and asked him if he had seen her or take her home but he said no.
At this point I was going crazy. Where could she be? And why did she left? The only person who could anwer my questions was those three girls so I went back to them and demand that they tell me the truth and of course those little brats did. They were the reason my Ayla left and now I have no idea where she is.
I told there parents about this and they were punished immediately. I left the party and went out looking for Ayla with Marcus but we didn't find her anywhere and no one has seen her. I went back home crying and I informed the police and they said they'll do everything to find her.
It's being three days now and I still haven't heard anything. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I just keep crying, hoping and praying that they'll find her soon. What if something bad has happened to her? I won't forgive myself if that's the case.
Right now, i'm at home curled up on the couch waiting for the police to call saying they found her and she's okay. My parents came when they heard what happened and they're trying to comfort me but it's not working. I will only be happy when Ayla is safe, here with me.
She is now legally my adopted daughter. The papers came back Monday from the court approving it. The truth is I love Ayla. I realize this on Sunday when I saw the picture she drew of me in my room. I framed it. I miss her so much I feel like apart of me is missing. I have to find her. I can't live without her. And I don't know why but I have this feeling that something bad has happen to her even though I don't want to believe it.
Just then Emma walked in. "Kate... Honey this is not good. You should eat something. You haven't eaten in three days", She pleaded. But I didn't want to eat.
"She's right darling. You must keep up your strength", I heard my mother say.
"I don't want to eat okay. I'm not hungry", I said softly.
"But you haven't eaten in three..." I heard dad saying but I cut him off.
"I said I don't want to eat okay. Just leave me alone", I said through sobs. Then mom hugged me and I cried in her arms. Just then the phone rang and I quickly pulled from mom and answered.
"Hello", I said curiously.
"Hello Ms Hayles this is officer Daniels speaking", I heard a man voice said.
"Yes officer did you find her?" I asked impatiently.
"Yes we did ma'am. She's in the West Dickerson Hospital. (A/N: I made up that hospital. Like I said I don't live in America) We found her not long ago. A nurse said she recognized the clothes she was wearing from the pictures with you of a function held on Saturday", he said.
"Yes we went to a function on Saturday. Oh thank God you found her", I said excitedly.
"Of course ma'am it's my job", He said.
Then I told him goodbye and hang up.
"We have to go to the hospital right now. They found Ayla. I'll explain on the way. Let's go", I said grabbing my jacket and heading out the door.
On our way to the hospital I told them what the officer said and they were happy she was found. When we got to the hospital a nurse came up to me.
"Ms Hayles, is the girl you daughter?" She asked curiously.
"Yes she is. Where is she? Is she okay?" I asked impatiently.
"What's her name?" she asked ignoring my questions.
"Ayla Holmes. Where is my daughter?" I asked anxiously. Then a doctor came.
"Ms Hayles, i'm doctor Marshall, your daughters doctor. She's in critical state", he said sadly.
"What do you mean critical? What's wrong with her?" I demanded.
"She's unconscious", He said.
"What? But how?" I asked sadly tears flowing down my cheeks. My father held me from falling.
"She came in two days ago busted up. A lady said she found her on the street. She realize that Ayla wasn't dead she just had a weak pulse. She would've died if she was out there longer. She seem to have gotten beaten up around six hours before the lady found her. She has three broken ribs, a sprained wrist and a concussion. Her face and body has alot of cuts, bruises and swelling but she won't be physically scared. They will disappear once she's fully healed", the doctor said.
I was crying too hard to reply so Emma spoke up.
"How long will she be in coma?" She asked.
"It can be days or weeks, it all depends on how her body reacts to the medications and how she heals. You guys can help her out of it by talking to her", Doctor Marshall answered.
"May I see her please?" I asked finally gaining some strength.
"Yes of course. But only one at a time. Nurse Bails will show you to her room", He said smiling.
"Thank you doctor" I said then nurse Bails led us to the room where she's in.
I went in first and when I saw her my heart ache for her. She look so pale. All kinds of machines were connected to her and she was breathing through a tube. Her face was swollen and she had a busted lip and her head was wrapped.
I went and sat by her bed, then took her hands in mine and cried for a few minutes.
"Ayla...sweetie i'm so sorry. This is all my fault. I should've checked up on you. I shouldn't have let you go off alone. Please forgive me. You must think i'm a terrible mother. You have every right to think that. I'm really sorry. Please wake up so I can prove to you how sorry I am. I can't live without you Ayla. You're everything to me. You are my whole world. You make me happy and I can't live without my happiness. I miss you so much. I miss the way you smile. The way you laugh. And your drawings. Please Ayla wake up for me", I said through tears.
I cried for a while longer then I realized that I have to tell Becca about this. She must be so worried. So I left the room allowing the others to go in. While they were taking turns I called Becca and told her everything and she said she will come right away.
After a while she came running with a middle-aged woman close behind her.
"Ms Hayles. Where is she?" She asked impatiently.
"She's in there", I said pointing to the room.
"Okay. And how are you doing?" She asked concerned.
"I don't know Becca, I feel so bad knowing this is my fault", I said sadly.
"Come on Ms Hayles it is not your fault. You couldn't have known that this would happen", she said calmly.
"But I should've watched her more closely", I said.
"Stop blaming yourself Ms Hayles. That will do you no good. Oh and this is Ms Wilson, a good friend of Ayla", she said gesturing to Ms Wilson.
"We've met before but I didn't know you were friends with Ayla", I said to Ms Wilson.
"Yes we use to live in the same apartment building", Ms Wilson answered.
"Oh, well you guys can go and meet her", I said.
Becca went in first and came out crying so I hugged her. Then Ms Wilson went in.
"She will be okay", I assured her. But truth is I was convincing myself.
Emma left because she had to go home and Ms Wilson also left. Only my parents, Becca and I remain at the hospital until my mother convince Becca to go home and she reluctantly left.
"Darling, you should go home and get some rest", Mom told me.
"No i'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here until she wakes up. You guys can go home", I said.
"But you don't know when she'll wake up", Dad said.
"And I don't care Dad. I'm staying here, okay?" I said.
"Okay then. I'll just bring you some change of clothes", My mom said.
"Okay thanks", I replied.
I stayed in the hospital for another three days before she finally woke up. And nobody was as happy as I was when she did.
Question: Do you think Ms Hayles is a bad mother?
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