When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 653

After what felt like an eternity of darkness, I woke up parched, but the relief that washed over me when I felt my baby still safe inside was enough to push me to sit up, reaching for a glass of water. That’s when Christine burst back into the room, swiftly taking the glass from my hand.

“Let me,” she insisted, her voice laced with urgency. “You stay put until Dr. Adams checks on you.”

Seeing the worry etched on her face, and fearing for my baby’s well-being, I reluctantly laid back down.

Christine returned with a glass of warm water, carefully adjusting the pillows behind me so I could sit up comfortably.

I couldn’t help but protest, “You don’t have to fuss so much; I’m not that frail.”

But Christine fixed me with a stern look. “Don’t pretend you’re okay just for my sake. We’ve been friends for years; I know you better than that.”

I took a sip of water, hiding the sorrow in my eyes, and changed the subject. “How’s Greg?”

next room,” she replied, curtly cutting off any response I might have

softening, “I haven’t said much before because I know no words can truly share your pain.

is a wound that never fully heals, so I didn’t feed you empty promises about moving on or not

want to keep her. That means you need to be there for her, or else,

up. You don’t have to cry, but you need to express

you, the baby, and Greg. And all of us who care

a breath, ready to continue her

sighed, “If you don’t take care of yourself, not even Dr.

his own health. He can’t bear to see you in

to you, maybe it’s a sign that this baby just wasn’t meant

silent, lost in thought. I had never imagined Grandma

care of Victor for her

with my baby on the line, I didn’t have

lip, I finally spoke, “I need to

fetched a wheelchair, noting my lack of strength, and wheeled me to his