In her room, Viona lay down while hugging a small photo of the ultrasound of her fallen fetus. Even though she tried to close her eyes to fall asleep quickly, she still couldn't. The image of when Edward was still being affectionate to rude, seemed to keep wandering through her mind. This year has been hard for her, painful events are more often felt than pleasant.
"If mom wasn't careless, maybe you would still be there and cheer me on at this difficult time." viona looked down at the black and white abstract photo with a small dot in the middle. Yes, it was her baby who was still small. Even so, she already felt very dear to her, felt lost over her miscarriage.
Drett ... dre.....
Viona's smartphone which was located under the pillow vibrated.
Viona immediately took the smartphone and saw, there was an incoming call from Dr. Frans. 'Why is he calling at this time of night?' She thought, then answered the call.
"Hello."
