ASHLEY’S P.O.V

I had lost a baby once.

Then, I heard this slow, ominous beeping sound too.

Beep. Beep. Beep

I'd never get to see that Baby.

The world was blurry when I opened my eyes. The ceiling above me was pale white and too bright.

A hospital.

My throat was tight, and I tried to turn, to shake my head to the side, but I couldn't feel anything. Not my fingers or legs, not my stomach 

Or even..

“My baby." The word tore out of my throat, making me wince ...