James slowly raised his head. The eyes are red, but some kind of firmness has started to accumulate inside. Can I see him? Yes, but don't talk too much.
After a while a nurse took him to the isolation ward. Sophia is lying on the other side of the glass door. Face pale, saline needles in hand.
James slowly stood beside him. He gently took his hand in his hand. Sophia's eyelids trembled. Slowly he opened his eyes.
A soft smile spread across his lips as he saw James in front of him.
James whispered,
Everything will be okay… I'm here.
Tears welled up in Sophia's eyes, but a little peace also emerged. After a while, she lost consciousness again. James's chest trembled again.
But the doctors assured her that it was normal.
After about three hours, Sophia regained consciousness.
James… where am I? She said in a tired voice.
James patted her forehead.
You're safe… don't worry.
Sophia looked around, confused, "What happened to me?"
James was silent for a moment. Then he said in a calm voice,
Everything will be okay.
The night gradually deepened. The lights in the corridor were dim, and there was silence all around. Occasionally, the sound of machines and the footsteps of nurses.
James was sitting next to Sophia, holding her hand.
After a while, Sophia opened her eyes and looked up.
James… were you crying?
James smiled lightly,
No… I'm fine. How are you?
Sophia was silent for a moment. Then she slowly placed her hand on her stomach.
A question flashed in his eyes.
James… Where is my baby?
James's chest heaved again at the question. He kept his head down.
Sophia understood everything. Her lips trembled.
What happened to our baby…?
James' eyes filled with tears. He held Sophia's hand tightly and said...
The doctors tried so hard… but… they couldn’t save our baby.
Hearing that, Sophia broke down.
My baby… I didn’t even get to see him…
He cried and cried. James pulled him to his chest. Don't blame yourself… it's not your fault. You are alive, that is the most important thing.
Sophia cried, "How many dreams we had... James kissed her forehead." The dream is not over… we will start again.
Sophia's crying stopped slowly. His eyes closed in exhaustion. James sat quietly, holding his hand tightly. The morning light started to shine outside the window. The darkness is slowly disappearing.
James realized that life is sometimes cruel, but still hope is not completely extinguished. They have lost their child. An irreparable emptiness. But Sophia is alive. That is his world now.
He promised himself....
From now on, he would be stronger. He would be by Sofia's side, surround her with love, and slowly rebuild their broken life.
The morning light began to enter the house. A new day began. And with that light, a new chapter began in the lives of James and Sophia, where there was sadness, but also love, patience, and the courage to live again.
A few days later, James brought Sophia home from the nursing home. There was a strange peace and the smell of new life floating around the house.
After a long hardship, this return was not only to return home, it was a return to life. Sophia slowly started to return to her normal life.
At first, walking slowly, then talking a little, everything seemed like learning anew to him. This whole time James did not leave Sophia's side even for a moment.
She stood by Sophia not only as a husband but also as a friend, a fellow traveler. The greatest sorrow of their lives.
The death of their child, it was right that they broke them, but through that break they found each other deeper.
In the small moments of life, they started to find joy again. Having tea together in the morning, sitting on the balcony in the afternoon talking, or quietly next to each other.
These simple moments became extraordinary for them. They realized that no matter how difficult life is, if there is love, the light returns right.
Within a few months, Sofia was completely cured. One afternoon they were sitting on the balcony of the house. James took Sophia's hand and said, "We'll start again, right?" Sofia smiled softly and nodded.
There was no longer the broken look in his eyes, but there was a kind of stillness and deep love. But even though everything in the house was the same, time still stopped in one place.
their little baby's house. The house is still the same as before. Small beds, toys, soft sheets, everything is there, but there is no pulse of life.
Sophia could never open the door of that room. He used to stand in front of the door, but did not dare to enter. That house became a reflection of his own emptiness.
James understood everything. He never insisted, never asked questions. He just stayed by the side. Sometimes holding Sophia's hand, sometimes holding her hand on her shoulder, her presence was the greatest comfort.
One afternoon it was raining. The sky is covered with clouds, a kind of sadness in the air. Sofia was sitting by the window and looking outside. The old pain has returned to his eyes.