Miscarriage

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Drew

I let my anger get the best of me. How can I hurt her this much?

I almost killed my own child with my own hand because I was angry at Clarissa. I was equally to blame. If I had used protection each time I fucked her, she wouldn’t have become pregnant, or, let me say, if I had gotten her contraceptive on time, she wouldn’t have been pregnant. I pray nothing happened to her and our baby.

By the time I arrived at the hospital, my assistant and the nurses were already waiting for us at the door.

I watched as they wheeled her into the emergency room. I stood outside for two hours, pacing up and down with my assistant, who was trying to calm me down with his soothing words, “Sir, don’t worry, young madam, and the baby will be fine." I sat down beside him, sobbing. "Warren, if anything should happen to them, I will never forgive myself.”

I have never been this afraid my whole life; I feared I might lose them.

It was almost three hours before she was pushed out of the emergency room