GIANNA'S POV
The rays of morning light slipped through the curtains, brushing gently against my face. I blinked slowly, my eyes fluttering open as I stared up at the ceiling in silence.
Memories of yesterday hit me like a storm. Tears welled up in my eyes as I instinctively reached for my now empty belly and I let out a heart wrenching sob.
My poor baby. He had to suffer because of my carelessness. The only soul who could have made me a mother… was gone before I even had the chance to hold him.
A loud cry escaped my lips. I had never felt such pain. It clenched around my heart and made it hard for me to breathe.
“I wish I could turn back the hands of time. I wish I could save my baby, I wish I hadn't eaten that food,” I muttered as I wailed. Regret filled my heart, suffocating me fur
