6: The king’s Land

||Claire||

Five months had passed, and those months had been nothing short of challenging and transformative in my life. I was determined to embrace this chapter with courage and strength, though I couldn't deny the occasional pang of sadness at not having the support of certain loved ones by my side.

Each day brought new sensations and a growing bond with the tiny being whose existence was intertwined with mine. The thought of holding my child, of seeing his little face for the first time, filled my heart with a mixture of longing and hope.

Here I was, in the bustling maternity ward, where the air was filled with the laughter and excitement of loved ones visiting the mothers and their new bundles of joy. Everywhere, happiness seemed to dance in the atmosphere, painting the walls with the sheer bliss of new beginnings.

But amidst the chatter and celebration, a stark contrast lay beside one solitary bed, a bed void of any eager visitors or well-wishers. My heart ached as I gazed at the