to in the house of Dr Diana sowah," how did I get here?" I asked " the last time I remember was I was freezing to death and my legs were weak then I lose consciousness but I was in my area how did I get here?" she sat by me on the bed then held my hand saying "calm down my dear, I was coming to check up on you but I found you on the street half conscious, I took you home but your mom said she didn't want to see you so I bought you here " "..... Did she really say that?" I  asked with tears in my eyes "yes" she said with her head bowed. Doctor Diana was a middle aged woman who lost her only daughter in an accident. Soon after that her husband left her for her younger sister it was too much pain to take in so she moved away. To start a new life here in Accra, just like me she was depressed even though she acted as if she was okay, I can't count the number of times I heard her crying in her bedroom, but she was always strong in front of me, she always encouraged me to move on from my past and think only of my unborn child. She was a real inspiration and a great woman to me, not even once did she make me feel like I was all alone eventually I began to call her mother.
        It's been eight months since I moved in with her, and she has always treated me like a a gem, as far as my parents are concerned, it's been a couple months since I last saw them, after throwing me out of the house they were not satisfied, they printed an article saying I was their adopted daughter and I tried to kill them so I can take over their property, I was asked to go to the the police department several times till they found out that they were no evidences against me. My name had been cleared but people still look at me a certain way when am walking on the street, it was hard though but I came to terms with the fact that the woman I once called mother was my worst enemy now. Life wasn't the same without Irena but I had to move on for my child, my doctor told me depression wasn't good for the baby so with the help of mother Diana I always stayed in a good mood. I did throw some tantrums here and there but mom never complained, she was always supportive.
        Finally the night for my baby shower had arrived, I was so happy, I will finally know the gender of my baby, but before the party could even start there was a knock on the door, "wow we have an early party crusher, I will get the door". Not knowing what was behind the other side of the door, I opened it with a big smile on my face, then out of nowhere I was shot in the chest, I don't know how it happened but my water broke at once. What was I to do, I was fading no matter how hard I tried to stay awake, I could hear Doctor Diana talking to me to stay awake.