Damian PovThat night, I held Bella's hand. She was asleep but I held it anyway. Her hand was so small in mine. So cold. I rubbed my thumb across her knuckles trying to warm it up.Machines beeped around us. An IV dripped slowly into her arm. A monitor showed the baby's heartbeat. Fast and steady. Still there. Still alive.I couldn't stop staring at that monitor. At that line jumping up and down. That was my baby. My child. Fighting to survive inside Bella.A doctor came in. Different from the one earlier. He was older with gray hair and glasses."Mr Roberts" he said. He had my name from when I signed in."Yes" I said. I stood up but I didn't let go of Bella's hand."I'm Dr Shaw" he said. "I wanted to talk to you about your wife's condition""We're not married anymore" I said. "But she's carrying my baby. Tell me everything"Dr Shaw looked at his chart. Then at me."Her body is under severe stress" he said. "She's malnourished. Dehydrated. Her blood pressure is dangerously low. If thi
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