RUBY
Flashback
"I'm sorry to have to break the news to you, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, but it's impossible for your wife to be pregnant," The words of the physician are comparable to a sentence of death for me. It's almost as if someone told me they were going to put someone to death.
Because of my anxiety, my lips trembled. My throat is so parched right now. My palms look like they've been dipped in vinegar. Fear is making my knees shake all over. Gareth was momentarily unable to articulate his thoughts.
I am unable to even open my mouth. There are many things I wanted to say and questions I wanted to ask, but I can't seem to get the words out of my mouth. I just don't have it in me to say anything right now. It seems as though there is a significant blockage in my throat.
Gareth was suc
