Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 22

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child. He must have searched the heavens far and wide before choosing me to be his mom. And here I was, wrestling with the decision to keep him.

Christine gently cleaned my tears, embracing me with a warmth she seldom showed in public. “Why the tears? Your baby’s doing just fine, very well-behaved and tough.”

“Really?” I asked in surprise.

“Of course, it’s true. Don’t you believe me? Ask the nurse,” Christine said.

The nurse, who had come in with her, chuckled helplessly. “Don’t just worry about the baby. You hit your head, and though we’ve bandaged the cut on your forehead, we haven’t done a CT scan because of the pregnancy. How do you feel now? Any severe dizziness?”

“I’m okay.” I nodded, feeling only slightly woozy

“That’s good. Once you finish with the IV, you can go home to rest. Just come back to the hospital if you feel unwell.” While patting my shoulder reassuringly, the nurse added, “Just take care of yourself. That’s the best way to look after your baby.”

she left.

finally relaxed, and I hugged Christine, my whimpers low, crying out all my grievances and

go of me, pulled a chair, and sat

to take Bryant to the cemetery

contact while I was on the phone with you. you’d be here all alone, and

car with your reflexes, but you didn’t. What were you thinking? You could

turning away to clean her tears. clearly frightened

was okay But all I could

looked at me,

feeling a sense of relief I hadn’t felt in weeks, “It’s over

Chapter 22

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at me in disbelief before finally speaking,

affirmatively,