Freya lowered her head, feeling a wave of sadness. Earlier, she had hoped that once things settled down, she could rest more and start prenatal bonding activities for the baby. But that dream was no longer possible. "Freya? What's on your mind?" Micah noticed her expression and gently asked.

Freya shook her head. "It's nothing. You should get back to work. I'll be fine on my own."

She held back her tears while he was with her, not wanting to burden him with her sorrow. Once he left, she could finally let herself grieve.

"I'll stay a bit longer," Micah said, unwilling to leave her alone.

take away her physical pain, but he could at least offer comfort. Freya saw through his gentle attempt to

yourself. I don't want you bottling it all up. Tell me

the concern in his eyes. "Micah," she said, "as long as you're here, I'm okay. I believe we'll have another

Losing their child was painful, but they couldn't live in sorrow forever. She had Micah by her side, and that was more than enough. Surety, their child wouldn't want them to be lost in sadness

nodded, trusting her words. He believed they

slipping off her outer layer

restful sleep they had in days. When Micah woke, night had fallen, and the room was dark. "You're awake?" Freya murmured sleepily, stirring beside him. She began to sit

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