POV: Sarina
I had never been the kind of person who cried easily, but this time, it was impossible not to surrender to the uncontrollable sobs escaping from me.
Gloria entered the room without knocking, as she always did. She knew she didn’t need permission to see me, especially when I needed her most.
“For the Goddess’ sake, don’t cry like that,” she said, looking at me with that worried expression only people who truly care can show. “Your baby, Sarina…”
I sniffled as I continued sobbing uncontrollably.
“I feel awful. I can’t stop.”
Gloria walked closer and sat down beside me. For a moment, neither of us spoke. She just placed her hand on mine in a silent gesture of support.
“This can’t go on. You’re destroying yourself.”
“What can I do?” I asked, feeling my throat
