I knew my mother-in-law hated me, but I never thought she would hide shrimp in my food while I was pregnant. When my throat closed and I grabbed my belly, Daniel snapped, “Stop em:bar:rassing my mother.”

monitor.

No soft heartbeat.

No smiling nurse.

Only silence.

My doctor, Dr. Patel, stood near the end of the bed with sorrow in her eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Claire,” she said softly.

I turned toward Daniel.

He looked destroyed now. But destroyed wasn’t enough.

“Tell me,” I whispered.

He covered his face with both hands.

Our daughter was gone.

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