Under The Oak Tree Maxi Miscarriage の小説・ストーリー

Tears started coming down her cheeks. "Doctor, I'm really scared about this baby. The last time I got pregnant, I had a miscarriage at four months—when I was sleeping." she paused and shook her head, "That was two years ago. This is my fourth year of marriage, doctor. I seriously don't want to loose this child too."

he asked but before the boy could say anything the doctor approached him. " Can I see you in my office please, Mr Maximilian?" Kai followed her with Elon in his arms. " Is she okay? Can we see her?" Kai bombarded the doctor with questions. " Please have a seat." " How is my wife?" he asked again setting Elon on the chair beside him. " She is fine," " Why do I feel like there's a but?" he inquired. " There is, I am so sorry she miscarried." " How? how come? she was like... six or seven months gone.." his voice broke at the end.

when I had fallen and scraped it against the stair railing. “It doesn’t hurt anymore,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, “not compared to what’s inside.” Last night, when packing my things, I opened the cardboard box under the bed. The folate pill packets were oxidized and dark, the expiration date frozen at last winter—back when I still clung to a sliver of hope, counting the pills each day. The miscarriage diagnosis was buried at the bottom of the box, the doctor’s cold handwriting: "Unknown medication during pregnancy caused fetal demise."

Ethan looked at me with feigned sympathy and said: "I've already had them properly buried. You're too emotional right now. I don't want to cause you more pain." "Your parents know about your miscarriage and they're devastated too. Let's go to the pack house for dinner tonight and visit them." As soon as we entered the main house, I saw Sarah hanging on the arm of my mother-in-law—the pack's current Luna, Victoria—acting sweet and coy. When she noticed me, she proudly pushed her belly out even further:

The fever hit that night. Maybe my body was too weak after the miscarriage, or maybe the weight of what I'd learned had finally crushed something inside me. Either way, I burned through the night in a haze, slipping in and out of consciousness while blood filled every dream. In one of them, a small child stood at the top of a staircase, drenched in red, watching me. I reached for him, but he drifted further away. A cool touch pressed against my forehead. I forced my eyes open and found someone half-kneeling beside the bed, wiping my face with a damp towel.

Max squeezed her hand reassuringly, silently conveying his support and understanding. "A long time ago, I made a stupid mistake. I was just 18 and got pregnant. I had an abortion with a shady doctor, and it went badly. The doctor said, I might not conceive again." Kylie confessed, her voice trembling with emotion. Max listened attentively, his heart aching for her pain.

Every breath came with a stabbing ache. The nurse on rounds noticed I was awake and hurried off to fetch the attending. He came and stood at the bedside, head lowered, his voice careful with guilt. "Donna, the delay was too long. The baby asphyxiated in utero. The hemorrhage caused severe damage to your fallopian tubes and extensive pelvic adhesions. Going forward, the probability of natural conception is… essentially zero." I had known already. Lying on that operating table, as consciousness slipped away, I had known.

Our small, broken family had finally found its place at last. But life has a cruel way of breaking perfect things. The miscarriage happened in our third year together. I was so excited when I found out I was pregnant. I had planned a special surprise to tell Kieran the news. But before I could, the pain started. Then blood. Then a terrible loss. The pack doctor, Dr. Matthias, had been gentle but honest. "The damage was very bad," he'd said, his eyes full of pity. "You may have trouble getting pregnant again. It's not impossible, but..."

tch Tina I shouldn't have punish him ...I bite my lower lips and made my way to the door I need to apologise Authroess POV "You can start"Mrs meyer said "Well you can call me Mica... about 28 years ago I got pregent for my husband...then he didn't accept the pregnancy cause we're still young..he said I should abort the baby but I couldn't do that so I had the baby ...my parents won't possibly accept it...so after delivery I placed Max in a little basket and waited for you to pass along ...I placed him near the roadside and thankfully you showed up...after 15 years my husband came back so that we can get married which we eventually did...he doesn't know that the baby is still alive"

he said urgently to Max. Max nodded and hurriedly escorted us to the healer's chambers. I clung to Liam, feeling both scared and relieved to have him by my side. The healer examined me, and her expression turned grave. "I'm sorry, Bloom, but it appears you are experiencing a miscarriage," she said gently. My heart shattered into a million pieces at those words. I looked at Liam, tears streaming down my cheeks. "It's my fault," I whispered, feeling an overwhelming sense of guilt. "I must have done something wrong."