MasukIn the secluded bridal room, Ava stood still, near the door, her breathing harsh, a mix of fear and hope warring in her heart. Daniel remained quietly by her side, affording her time as Riley looked on with concern.“You don't have to make yourself do it,” Riley whispered.Ava checked her shivering hands.“What if I'm wrong again?” she whispered.Gently, Daniel touched her shoulder.“After pain, love is always scary,” he said carefully, “Ava.”
The morning sun was streaming through the window, casting a gentle glow over the small bridal room where Ava sat, quietly gazing at herself in the mirror as Riley delicately touched the simple white dress behind her.The atmosphere of the room was calm.No loud music.No crowd.No chaos.Silence and anxious breathing.“Again, you think too much,” Riley said softly.Ava grumbled out a sligh
The nurses and visitors looked at Patricia's angry voice that reverberated across the hospital hallway.“Where is she?!” Patricia shouted again. “Where is Ava?!”Fear and exhaustion crashed down over Ava as she sat beside the NICU window.Marcus immediately stepped closer to her.It's not something you have to deal with now," he quietly said.But before Ava could answer, Patricia appeared around the corner.Her gaze went straight to Ava.
The sun was just beginning to pierce the light filtering through the hospital window as Ava sat quietly on the bed, gazing at the ring on her finger for the hundredth time. This was still not real to me.She was still looking at her hand when Marcus walked back into the room with two cups of coffee.By the end of the sentence, he had a small smile on his face as if to say, “You're back, you're back.”Ava looked up.“Doing what?”“Looks shocked,” replied Marcus.
The loud alarms continued to echo throughout the NICU, and their hearts beat painfully as they stood beside the glass, tears streaming down their faces, and both Marcus and Ava clutching onto each other as they watched helplessly as the doctors worked hard to stabilise their little son.“Come on, baby,” Ava whispered desperately. “Come on, come on…”In the room, the nurses moved around swiftly, manipulating tubes and monitoring machines, as the doctor looked at the monitor closely.One nurse said his oxygen level is “improving somewhat.Immediately, the doctor replied, “Keep going.&
A sharp sound that could be heard from the monitor, both loud and fast, and inside the NICU, the doctors and nurses raced around the tiny baby, faces serious as they concentrated on the falling numbers.“Oxygen levels are rapidly decreasing,” said one nurse urgently.The doctor promptly replied, "Adjust the support. “Now.”Ava stood still outside the glass, her hands clutched tight to it, her eyes never leaving her baby's, her breathing shivering like an ocean wave that she cannot control, terror creeping up inside her.What are they doing?” she shrieked, her voice shaking.
The hospital corridor seemed to be long and silent as Ava walked slowly towards the maternity clinic. In her arms, she had a small folder. It contained all the documents of her new tests and appointments. She had been informed by the do
Several days had gone by since Ava had gone home after leaving the hospital. The physicians had advised her to sleep as much as she can. She was not supposed to stress herself, and she was to visit the hospital frequently to get checkup
It was very long before the doctor came out of the room, and Ava sat quietly on the hospital bed. The television set was also switched off, and the beating of the heart was no longer audible, but she still remembered the heartbeat.
It was some weeks after that night.Marcus did as he said and stayed aloof.He would







