Ana's POV The tiny heartbeat filled the quiet examination room, steady and impossibly alive. For weeks, I had been terrified of seeing those two pink lines. But now, as I listened to the rhythm of the little life growing inside me, fear and happiness overwhelmed me so violently that I couldn't tell which one hurt more."There," the doctor said, turning the monitor towards me. "Strong heartbeat. Right where it should be."I couldn't say a word. I just stared at the small flickering shape on the screen and cried, openly, no dignity left to hold onto."The baby looks healthy," the doctor continued, wiping the gel from my stomach. "But you're still early. I want to be honest with you, Miss Voss. This is a delicate stage. Stress, exhaustion, emotional strain, all of it raises your risk. I'd like you to protect yourself from as much of that as you can."I almost laughed. Protect myself from stress? My whole life for the past two months had been built out of it."I'll try," I said instead.
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