I had to admit that the efficiency of the Maxwell Family's private hospital was excellent. It only took an hour before I was wheeled into the operation room.
When I woke up, the operation had finished and I was sent back to the ward. I placed my hand gently over my now-empty belly and without realizing it, tears started to rain down my face. The place that was filled with my child yesterday was empty now.
The door creaked open and Blake entered, walked toward me and wiped away my tears with his thumb gently.
“Don’t cry, Julie,” he murmured. “We’re still young, Dear. There will be more children in the future.”
His word was like a big hand that gripped my heart tightly. Will there really be more? Can I trust you?
Before I could voice my thoughts, a sickeningly sweet voice interrupted us, “Oh, Julie, don’t be so sad! The baby might be gone, but you still have Blake. Look at how much he cares for you."
She continued, "Even though the doctor said you didn’t need to stay in the hospital, Blake insisted. He was so worried about you that he arranged for you to rest here for a few days before he was convinced."