Alissa's POV
I looked out of the window from Luke and I's room.
It's been a while since I saw sunlight.
It feels like I'm hibernating.
I watched the pups play and a tear escaped my eye and I quickly wiped it away.
My child could've been playing with them.
I could've been holding my cholf outside in my arms under the sunlight in the morning.
I could've been one of those mothers looking after their child.
That could've been me but I lost my child.
It still feels like I was constantly shattering inside.
I don't know how much more I could break.
I didn't know when or if I'll ever be able to recover from the death of my first child.
How do women who suffer from miscarriage live again?
How do they find the will to wake up in the morning and do anything except cry?
How do they get t
