The hospital room was quiet.Too quiet.Amelia sat upright on the bed, her heart still racing from the nurse’s words.Twins.No.That wasn’t right.Her eyes stayed fixed on the two tiny babies sleeping peacefully beside her. Their small chests rose and fell gently, unaware of the storm building inside their mother.“I heard three cries…” she whispered.Her voice sounded distant, even to herself.The door opened again, and a different nurse walked in this time, carrying a clipboard.“Good morning,” she said with a polite smile. “How are you feeling?”Amelia looked up sharply.“I had three babies.”The nurse paused, slightly confused.“I’m sorry?”“I had triplets,” Amelia said more firmly. “There were three. I remember it clearly.”The nurse glanced down at the chart.“It says here you delivered twins, two healthy boys.”Amelia shook her head slowly.“No… that’s not true.”Her chest tightened, panic creeping in.“I saw them. I heard them.”The nurse’s expression softened, the kind of lo
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