Under The Oak Tree Maxi Miscarriage Novels & Stories

He was charming, and the rest was history. Weeks after that encounter, Alexia started to suspect she might be pregnant. The realization sent a chill down her spine. She knew the child couldn’t be Maximus’s. But by the time she confirmed her pregnancy, the first trimester—the only window to terminate—had already passed. She had no choice but to carry the child, knowing her own life would be at risk if she tried otherwise.

she coaxed him. He shook his head. " Evan felt happy that they would have a baby finally after three years of marriage. Claudia had a miscarriage once which almost killed her. She got pregnant again but unfortunately it was an ectopic pregnancy. I don't want us to go through something like that. When I saw your blood...." he closed his eyes as if to erase that painful memory. He opened his eyes again after a few moments. "I thought I will lose you. I almost went crazy with worry while I waited for Dr.Fuentes. I don’t want to go through that again babe.The feeling was worst than an excruciating physical pain," he admitted.

“Can. She. Walk.” The doctor exhaled sharply. His shoulders dropped a little. “With assistance.” “Good.” Mom stepped forward instantly. Her hands twisted together in front of her, her face still pale from everything that had happened. “This is insane.” “No,” Marcus replied while grabbing my overnight bag from the chair near the window. He slung it over his shoulder, the strap pulling tight across his chest. “What’s insane is staying long enough for TMZ to livestream her miscarriage.” “Marcus,” Claire snapped. She shot him a warning look.

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.

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..."

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."