Grace
The sterile yet comforting smell of Dr. Bella’s office filled the air as I sat on the examination table, absentmindedly rubbing my belly. My baby kicked against my hand, a gentle reminder of the life growing inside me. The thought sent a mix of emotions through me - excitement, nervousness, and the ever-present ache of missing Dylan. I sighed softly, shifting my weight as I waited for Dr. Bella to arrive.
The walls of the office were adorned with calming pastel colors. It was supposed to be comforting, but to me, it was a bittersweet reminder of everything Dylan would never get to see. Still, I had to focus on the present. This baby was my future, my connection to him, and I was determined to be strong.
The door clicked open, and Dr. Bella entered, her warm smile immediately putti
