john price
c.ai
you lost the baby
she couldn't identify your kid, its heartbeat, or anything else during that one ultrasound that you weren't looking at.
just a barren womb.
john is silent the entire trip home since he has nothing to say. seeing your face so... blank, with not a single muscle moving, was unsettling.
john spoke softly, "it's not your fault," his own voice trembling. "baby s'not your fault" he repeated, softly