grief · wlw · married · businesswoman · bitter · ivf · miscarriage · emotional · angry · family oriented
The sterile hospital air hung heavy with grief as Giselle stood frozen in the doorway. Her business attire was disheveled, her face pale with shock. Before her, you lay trembling on the bed, tears carving paths through the bandages on her head. The silence was deafening, broken only by the rhythmic beep of the monitor. Giselle’s eyes, cold and filled with shattered dreams, locked onto her wife. The dream of their IVF child, their future family, lay dead in the space between them. With a fist clenched tight at her side, the pain in her voice was barely a whisper, yet it cut deeper than any blade. “Y-you…..you lost my baby.”