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Ava’s POV Pain tore through my body, sharp and relentless. I clutched my belly, beads of sweat rolling down my forehead as another contraction hit. My breaths came in ragged gasps, my entire body trembling. I reached toward the nightstand, where my phone lay just out of reach. My fingers stretched desperately, but the pain was too much for me to bear. "Mommy?" A small, frightened voice called out, and I turned my head to see my daughter, Lily, standing in the doorway. Her big brown eyes were wide with worry as she rushed toward me. "Baby… get the phone," I managed to gasp. Lily wasted no time. She grabbed the phone and placed it in my unsteady hands. My fingers trembled as I unlocked the screen and dialed the one person who should have been here—Richard my husband. The phone rang a few times before he answered. "What?" His tone was cold, impatient. A sharp stab of pain shot through my body, but I forced myself to speak. "Richard… I’m in labor. Please come home. Please come home now." He sighed loudly, as if I were an inconvenience. "I’m at work, Ava. I’m busy." Tears stung my eyes. "Richard, I’m in pain. I need you—" "Take a taxi to the hospital," he snapped. "I don’t have time for this please. Like I say I'm busy." I opened my mouth to argue, but then I heard it. A woman’s voice. Soft laughter. My breath caught in my throat, my grip tightening on the phone. "Richard, who—" Before I could finish my words The line went dead. I stared at the screen in disbelief, my heart pounding. "Mommy?" Lily tugged at my dress, her little face full of concern. "Is Daddy coming?" I swallowed hard, forcing a smile. "I don’t know yet, sweetheart." Another wave of pain wracked my body, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. "Lily, put on your shoes. We have to go to the hospital ok. Mummy needs to get there fast." She hurried to slip on her sneakers while I wrapped a shawl over my shoulders. With great difficulty, I forced myself to my feet, gripping the wall for support. Every movement sent agony shooting through me, but I didn’t stop. As I got Outside, I waved down a taxi. A kind-looking older man pulled up, his concerned eyes meeting mine as he helped me inside. "Hospital," I breathed out faster. Lily climbed in beside me, clutching my hand. "Mommy, is the baby coming now?" I nodded weakly. "Yes, sweetheart. Very soon." The drive was slow, each second stretching unbearably. My contractions were getting closer together, my vision hazy from the pain. I just needed to make it to the hospital. Then—everything changed. Bright headlights coming towards our way. The screech of tires. A deafening crash. My world went black. --- A steady beeping pulled me back to consciousness. I blinked against the harsh hospital lights, my body feeling heavy, numb. For a moment, I dared to hope. Maybe I had made it in time. Maybe everything was okay. Maybe my baby was born. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in my abdomen forced me back down. A nurse appeared beside me, adjusting the IV drip. "You should rest," she said gently. “You need to lay down and rest.” Panic gripped my chest. "My daughter," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "Where is Lily?" The nurse hesitated for a moment without a reply. I watch as the silence is given to me without any reply to what I ask. I reached down, my trembling hands pressing against my stomach. It was flat. Empty. My breath hitched. "My baby?" My voice barely came out. I stared at the nurse as I tried to ask but The nurse turned away. Tears blurred my vision. No. No, no, no. The door opened, and a doctor stepped in. His expression was grim. "Mrs…" He spoke with softness that sent chills down my spine. "Where is my daughter?" I demanded, my voice shaking. Silence. A scream built in my throat. "Where is Lily?!" The doctor took a deep breath as he stared down at me. "I'm so sorry." The world tilted around me. No. I tore the blanket off me and swung my legs over the side of the bed. My body protested, pain shooting through my limbs, but I didn’t care. "Mrs. please—" I ignored the nurse’s pleas as I stumbled into the hallway. I moved from room to room, pushing open doors, searching. I had to find her. I had to find my daughter. Then I saw it. A room at the end of the hallway. The door was slightly ajar. I stepped inside, my breath caught in my throat. A white sheet covered a small body on the hospital bed. My heart pounded so hard it hurt. My hands trembled as I reached forward. Slowly, carefully, I pulled the sheet back. And then—I saw her. Lily. Her tiny face was peaceful, her little fingers curled slightly, as if she were just sleeping. A sob tore through my chest. My knees buckled, and I collapsed beside the bed. With shaking hands, I reached out, cupping her cold, lifeless cheek. "No," I whispered, my voice breaking. "No, no, no, my baby." Tears streamed down my face as I touched her soft hair, willing her to wake up. "Lily, baby, please," I sobbed, cradling her in my arms. She didn’t move. She didn’t breathe. This wasn’t real. This couldn’t be real. A strangled scream escaped my lips as I rocked her gently, whispering her name over and over. The door opened behind me, but I barely noticed. A pair of strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me away. "Let go of me!" I thrashed against the doctor’s grip, refusing to release Lily. "She’s not gone! She’s not—" My cries turned to gut-wrenching sobs. I clung to my daughter, hoping, praying that this was just a nightmare. But no matter how many times I called her name, she never answered. Lily was gone.
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