Chloe's POV
As the days passed, my baby's health took a distressing turn for the worse. A sense of deep concern settled within me, like a weight pressing heavily on my chest. Every moment seemed to intensify the worry that consumed me.
Her tiny body was constantly engulfed in a relentless fever, refusing to yield even for a fleeting moment. The warmth emanating from her fragile form seemed to scorch the air around her. It was as if her very existence had become a vessel for the fiery grip of illness, tormenting her from within.
Gazing upon her delicate face, I couldn't help but notice the alarming change in her once rosy lips. They had darkened, losing their natural hue, and the contrast against her pale complexion was stark. It was a haunting transformation that sent shivers down my sp
