Her Revenge Wore A Wedding Ring
"I can't be here. I have to go back home."
"You aren't going anywhere," the nurse insisted, her expression softening into a look of deep pity. "You've been through a trauma. You’re not feeling okay, Anessa. You’ve just lost your baby, and you have to rest."
I stared at her, my eyes wide and unblinking. "What? What are you talking about? I don't... I don't understand what you're saying."
The nurse sighed, a heavy, tired sound. "You came in hours ago. You were bleeding heavily from a miscarriage, and then you fainted from the blood loss and the physical trauma to your abdomen. We did everything we could, but..."