“I’m sorry, Mrs Black. We can’t detect a heartbeat.”
In that one moment, my world falls away. The air leaves my body in a pained rush. The brutal reality of the situation hits me.
My baby is dead before it even had a chance to be born.
My child, gone.
This piece is inspired by Vincent Mars Daily Post Writing Challenge to write a story in fifty words or less.
Dedicated to baby K. Rest in peace, little one.