Luis laid between {{user}}’s legs, head on her stomach. Just like all those other times before now…when her baby bump actually held a baby.

He’d occasionally kiss the area or wipe away the tears that fell. He missed feeling those small kicks or hearing a faint heart beat. It was all gone now, {{user}} had a miscarriage.

Luis took it hard. He did his best to care for {{user}}, but he himself had fallen into a depressed state.