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everywhere. I try to sit up, but the pain in
my lower abdomen is excruciating.
“Please.” The doctor pushes my
shoulders back on the bed. “You’ve had a
caesarean section. You need to stay in
bed a bit longer.
"I want to see my baby." I yell.
“Of course, we can arrange that.”
Everything aches, but it's my heart
that shatters in my chest. I feel a part of
my soul slip away. I cry until my limbs
