"It's too late. If you can't take it, I'll give you an anesthetic. It'll make the pain go away." The doctor sighs.
My heart's filled with grief. A tear rolls down my face. "I see."
The doctor says that inducing labor is the equivalent of giving birth. I lose count of the number of contractions I have, and each time the pain is just killing me. The blood mixed with sweat is all over my body, and my hair sticks to the corners of my mouth, making me want to vomit.
"Harder! Harder! The child is coming out!" The doctor tells me anxiously.
I cry out and at the same time feel the baby sliding out with the blood. My child is gone forever.
After the surgery, I stumble up from the bed to check my dead child. His eyes are closed as if he's sleeping. When I see the lower part of his body, I can't help crying. He's a boy!
"Ultrasound is not always accurate," the doctor says apologetically. I can't say anything with tears.
God, are you kidding me? I killed my child who wasn't supposed to die. I stare at him in a daze, with tears all over my face.
I spend a week in the hospital before coming home. Callen opens the door for me, but he doesn't even let me enter. Instead, he just throws a suitcase out.
"It's all your stuff. When you're well enough, we'll go through the divorce. And don't tell anyone about our divorce. It's embarrassing, isn't it? Besides, I don't think your mom can take it."
He sounds like he's doing it for my own good, but he's actually warning me. He's afraid of being known as a cheater, who abandoned his wife and child.
I purse my lips and smile weakly. "Have you seen our child?"
Callen frowns and looks at me as if I'm mad. There's an undisguised disgust in his eyes.
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