Up , down...
Up , down...
Up , down...
Arin quietly watched through the glass partition as the chest of her little boy went up and down as he took his breaths with the help of the machine connected to his fragile body.
She was afraid.
She was afraid that if she went away even for a second then that rhythmic up and down might stop. She had refused to leave his side , she just stood there staring at the boy since she got the news that the other two couldn't survive and there was a very limited chance of survival of this one as well. From the historic records , it was observed that the twins or triplets were very close , they shared a special bond that made them an irreplaceable part of each other. Losing any one of them results in losing a substantial piece of you , just like when one l
