When I came to, I was in the hospital.My first instinct was to check on my belly. "My baby... My baby..."The oxygen mask muffled my frail voice. The nurse, who was adjusting my IV, heard me stir and ran off to get the doctor.Minutes later, the doctor arrived. He let out a heavy sigh and gently broke the news, saying, "Ms. Chapman, I'm sorry, but you've lost your child."I stared blankly at the ceiling, a sense of despair engulfing me, deeper than any physical pain.Deep down, I had already known.My once-rounded belly was then flat, and I could not feel my baby's presence anymore."This was my first pregnancy—""Ms. Chapman, try to stay calm. A miscarriage, especially one this late, takes a toll on your body. If you want to heal—""Will I be able to have another baby?" I turned, my eyes brimming with sorrow, and looked at the doctor.The doctor would not meet my eyes, and that was when I lost it.My sobs tore through the silence of the hospital ward as I tried to scramble
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