I cried so hard that it hurt, and my heart was beating so fast that I felt like I couldn't breathe. I slowly dropped the phone while enduring the pain all over my body, even blood on my forehead slowly dripping on my face until memories from the past flickered to life.
THREE YEARS AGO.
"Do you really want to do this, Emma?" my dad asked, doubting, glancing at me.
I nodded. "Yes, Dad. I want to marry him. He's the only man I want. And he's the son of one of your directors—he could be the best CEO in the future. What do you think, Dad?"
My father didn't answer, still contemplating. Then I pleaded, "Mom, please, convince Dad..."
And because of my foolish infatuation with Benjamin, everything went according to my plan. My parents talked to Violet and made her gave up on her boyfriend. I thought he'd love me after Violet left him and went abroad, but I was wrong. I was the one who trapped myself in this situation, doomed from the start.
I tried to breathe softly, but I felt the darkness welcoming me, my vision blurring. Until I couldn't feel my body anymore.
My heart throbbed nervously, “No… no! M-My baby…”
Emma’s POV
"W-Where am I?" I blurted out weakly, my throat parched and scratchy.
The doctor said, "You're in the hospital." He opened his folder and glanced at me quickly, "Your name is Emma Hart, right?"
I managed a weak nod, still feeling confused and empty about what had happened to me.
The doctor continued, "You've been here just a few hours. You have everything here, including your ID, wallet, and phone. We tried to call the last person you called, but there was no answer. So, we waited for you to wake up."
My head hurt so much that I couldn't even bring myself to answer.
Think, Emma. What happened? Why am I here?
I gasped in horror as I suddenly remembered what happened to me. My lips trembled as the only concern now was my baby! My baby. The baby.
"I-Is my baby okay?" I asked with desperate concern while staring at the doctor's face.
He looked at me, his face heavy, and he sighed. "I'm sorry to inform you that the fetus didn't make it."
The room seemed to tilt, with the walls closing in as tears of hopelessness and pain burst in an instant. My heart throbbed heavily as I said, "No, that's not true."
"I'm sorry..."
Then a strangled escape sob escaped my lips as I said, "No....."