Cole was sleeping beside my bed holding my hands when I wake up the next time. His face is buried in the sheets, he's never left my side for the whole week. It's been a week I woke up in a hospital bed, Cole was crying the first time I woke up after I fell down the stair, he was blaming himself the whole time for leaving me alone, I was told a guy who lives in the same building found me lying on the floor bleeding and call for an ambulance. Cole was later called when he was in a meeting. I heard from Abby that Cole was crying when she came rushing in the hospital with Lee.
When I woke up they were crying and refuse to tell me everything, they kept saying I was okay but my body says the other. I could never forget the moment I find out about my miscarriage. I felt like part of me dies along with my baby boy and I am just an empty shell. Just four months more and I m supposed to hold him in my arms yet God is being so cruel by taking him away from us.
