Ariel Beckham.
They’re saying… they said I lost my baby.
I was told yesterday, but I asked the doctor to check again. I’m only 8 or 9 weeks along—maybe the pulse is just weak, maybe they need to search harder. For my hysteria, they agreed to look again, but their answer didn’t change.
The first day I was here, I was told I was mostly unconscious. They said I kept zooming in and out of pain like I was floating somewhere else. On the second day, I woke up—conscious but completely confused. How did I get here? I wanted to find my phone, call someone, find Hannah… find Ramirez. But then they told me.
I lost it.
I was dazed, so hurt I couldn’t even think. I sat in a single spot for hours and cried myself dry. I lost it.
Yesterday was spent mourning, trying to wrap my head around it all. H
