Serena
It'd been days since I started bleeding profusely. Greg was in a state of confusion as he said I was never supposed to bleed that way.
And I on the other hand didn't know what to do to help my situation as the blood continued pouring down nonstop.
Maybe it was the lain of losing my baby or the pain around my lower abdomen, or the heavy cramp or maybe it was the pains I felt in-between my legs. Courtesy of my fall from the stairs.
Grief, anger, confusion and worse of all guilt gripped me hard around its arms. I felt it was my fault we lost our baby. If only I hadn't consumed everything that came my way… then our baby would still be alive inside of me.
I winced in pain as I tried to close my leg against the pad Becky help me put on minutes again. "Are you sure you don't want me to call prince Zeeland?" Becky asked for the fifth time since she came into my ward.
