People shouting.
A nurse squeezing my hand.
Then nothing.
When I woke hours later, Brooke was sitting beside my bed.
Her eyes were swollen.
I immediately asked,
“Where is he?”
Brooke squeezed my hand.
“Oh, Claire.”
Those two words destroyed me before she said anything else.
“He didn’t make it.”
I started screaming.
I demanded to see him.
Brooke told me it was better if I didn’t.
“You don’t want your last memory of your baby to be like that.”
I was weak.
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