Under The Oak Tree Maxi Miscarriage Novels & Stories

Of course, she had no idea that Lucas already told her. "What are you talking about? What miscarriage. There is no miscarriage!" Blair said. Odessa frowned. "Blair, don't you dare lie to me because you think that you are protecting me! Tell me is it true or not? I got pregnant?! I was pregnant but then I suffered a miscarriage?! Is what Lucas said true?!" Odessa frowned. She needs someone whom she trusts to confirms this news for her or else... she'll really lose her mind.

Hwang ordered an ultrasound and I stood outside the examination room, my back against the cool wall, my tux jacket abandoned somewhere and my shirt stained with Vivienne's blood. Luna's voice echoed in my head. And Vivienne's cheeks had flushed with color even as her face went pale. Embarrassment. Guilt. But that didn't make sense if she was telling the truth about Sera pushing her. The examination room door opened and Dr. Hwang emerged, her expression grave in a way that made my knees weak. "I'm sorry, Mr. Blackwood. The ultrasound shows no fetal heartbeat. Vivienne has experienced a complete miscarriage." The words hit me like physical blows. No heartbeat. Miscarriage. My child—Luna's sibl

arggghhh' She suddenly screamed. 'What's wrong?' I asked worriedly. 'Argghh my tummy' She said holding unto her stomach tightly. I suddenly felt something warm touching my leg. I looked over to see her bleeding from her private part. 'Call an ambulance.' I shouted. FAST FORWARD We finally found out that Monica was pregnant but she had a miscarriage because of the stress she passed through. Even though she tells me she's happy she lost the baby, I didn't fail to notice the sadness in her eyes anytime she mentions it (the dead baby).

The anesthesia's effects ebbed. The first thing I saw was Christopher. "Why didn't you tell me? I thought my folks were still overseas!" His eyes were red, and his face carried heavy exhaustion. "Why did you abort our child without my permission?" "I told you about your parents' deaths, Christopher. You just thought I was lying. You know the pregnancy is true. You know the abortion's true too. You just refuse to believe either. And we're getting divorced anyway. Keeping the child is pointless."

” I ask. Marcus squeezes my hand, but I still can’t look at him. Not yet. ”Well. There’s option number one…we can wait for a few days to see if your body processes the miscarriage naturally. Option number two is medication to help speed up the process, and option number three is a minor surgical procedure called a D&C to clear the tissue safely.” The words bounce off the walls of the dimly lit room, but my brain is barely processing them. The suffocating weight of my own thoughts is entirely paralyzing.

I couldn’t finish my words, we had used protection “Who did this to you?” Alexander was seething, his words came out in a snarl “It wasn’t like that!” I yell at him as he leaves the room, leaving me alone with Max Max squeezes my hand “It’s okay” he was trying to reassure me, “but the pregnancy was ectopic Charlie, it caused your fallopian tube to burst, we had to remove your ovaries and uterus due to the damage”

Max announced, "it gets better. While all this was happening to her, in all that time on the floor grieving the loss of her baby, adjusting to bodily and emotional miscarriage, Naomi, Jace's mistress, went in and served her divorce papers." My stomach roiled over in a sickening way, and for a moment I believed I was going to vomit on the hospital floor. The hardness of it, the hardness, sent shivers down my spine. "She never told Jace she was pregnant," Max went on, his voice dripping with bitterness under the weight of Nova's deception. "But Naomi did. Naomi saw her in that room, saw her crying, and still thought it okay to destroy what remained of her life that day. Do you have any idea ho

I stammered, feeling like the ground had been pulled out from under me. The doctor's voice was soft yet steady, delivering the devastating news with gentle precision. "The miscarriage has caused severe damage to your uterus and reproductive organs. This kind of trauma can lead to conditions such as scar tissue formation, uterine damage, or even permanent loss of reproductive function. Unfortunately, in your case, the damage is extensive, and it is highly unlikely that you will ever be able to become a mother again."

That was when we found out I was expecting. I never planned to tell Julian about the pregnancy. He did not love me, so he would not love my child. I wanted to raise the baby alone, but now I had lost it too. Within a few short days, I had lost two members of my family. It was suffocating. I could barely breathe. Seeing my tears, Julian said in a pained voice, “Don’t be sad, Molly. We’re still young. We’ll have other kids in the future. Your body is still weak from the miscarriage, and crying is bad for you.”

His jaw clenched as he gritted his teeth. His voice was low, each word cutting like a knife. “That miscarriage—did you really fall on your own? Or were you pushed?” Emma’s wide eyes filled with tears, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. She looked like the very picture of heartbreak and despair. “Justin… that miscarriage was the greatest nightmare of my life. “Even now, I still wake up in the middle of the night, haunted by dreams of that child—covered in blood, crawling toward me, asking why I didn’t protect him…”