Living with Hope

There she was, lying alone on the government hospital bed. The past few months flashed by in her memory like a movie show. The romance, the false promises, the moment of weakness, the denial and the loneliness. Some thought it was a very brave decision for her to go through this all on her own; others thought she was ruining her life. Her family did not have any opinion on this; nor did they want to have anything to do with her. Indifference, they say, is the worst form of rejection.
And he? He was just looking for some fun. "A baby? Are you out of your mind? You are not even my type", he said.
The emotional turmoil and mental depression was taking over her again. She felt as if the easiest way to get over this was to embrace death.
The voice suddenly broke her thoughts. "What will you name her?", said the nurse.
"Hope", she said.