Mira's POV.
When I came to, I opened my eyes to see the white bright ceiling staring back at me. The lights blinded me for a moment, but I quickly got used to it. I moved my hand but stopped as it felt heavy and connected to something. It was then i saw the IV drip connected to my hand.
I could faintly remember all that happened, but I still felt woozy. I was sure that the nurses had given me an injection. I looked at my leg, it was no longer reddish and aching. Instead it was just a bit bandaged and raised, well atleast it wasn't amputated. The thought made my mood sour even lower than it previously was. It was one thing to lose a pregnancy, and a whole other thing to be unable to have another one.
A leg would have just been added to all the things I had lost this year, a husband was
