Elena walked into a small private clinic.

She signed the consent forms.

Each signature trembled.

A nurse handed her a hospital gown.

“Follow me.”

The corridor felt endless.

The lights blurred.

When she lay on the cold operating table, her hand instinctively moved to her belly.

She felt something.

A faint movement.

So small.

But enough.

Tears fell instantly.

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