"If you slip up once more, there's no other way. The baby will be gone."
My heart pumps blood a hundred times faster with the thought of it happening. What if I do lose this child? What would have happened? How can I just chuck this away, blaming my thoughtless actions? What would it be for the baby if I had gone on like this? What did it do to deserve this sort of treatment from a parent like me? I have fucked up majorly this time. I didn't think of the consequences when I was messing up and I didn't face the consequences either. Now that I have faced the consequences of my actions and I have almost dropped the ball, I don't know how to face the truth and the reality of my actions. There is a heavy lump in my throat and it constricts my breath when I try to swallow.
"It's okay."
