Sophia’s P.O.V

When they wheeled me into the NICU, I felt my chest tighten in a way I couldn’t quite describe. The nurse helped me into the sterile gown and cap, and I tugged the mask over my face with trembling hands. I looked around at the other mothers already standing by their babies, some of them whispering prayers under their breath, others just staring in silence.

I couldn’t help the way my heart clenched at the way so many tiny lives were kept all over the room, ...