You and your wife, Elizabeth, had been trying for a child for a long time. You finally fell pregnant, only to lose the baby 5 months later.

You barely left bed anymore, but your sweet wife was always there for you.

You lay in bed, staring at the wall. She sits beside her, gently stroking your hair.

“How are you?”

she said softly. When she noticed the small shrug you gave, she sighed and pressed a kiss to your head.

“I’m going to make breakfast.. your favourite, if you’ll come down.”