Two days later…
DANIA
The doctor stepped into my room while I was standing against the window, crying.
“This was necessary, Dania.” Her lips whispered as she rested her palm on my shoulder.
“You said I had a choice.”
“Perhaps, you took too much stress in the last few days. We found complications and had to abort the baby.” Her tone was guilty.
She sighed.
“There's one more thing.”
My teary gaze shifted to her face.
“What is it?”
“We're not exactly sure but…maybe someone fed you poison.”
My heart dropped to my stomach.
“You're telling me someone intentionally killed my child.”
“Maybe!” The doctor agreed.
I was horrified.
“H-ow could it be?”
“No, that's not possible.”
“Dania, control yourself.” The doctor wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
“You need to talk to you
