Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Dr. Pitt sighed. “Ms. Smith, I know you’re absolutely devastated, but you really can’t keep the baby you’re carrying. It’s your responsibility toward your child. You don’t want your child to be subjected to people’s scornful looks when he or she is born, do you?”

Natalie said nothing as she clutched her stomach tightly with both hands. A chill engulfed her.

Argh! Why did this happen? Why would such a misfortune befall my child? I didn’t eat anything I shouldn’t have eaten!

Her eyes gradually turned red as her heart twisted in agony.

Hearing that, Natalie shot to her feet. “No! I’m not going to abort…”

“The baby is deformed,” Dr. Pitt interrupted, his voice solemn. “If you insist on delivering the baby, missing organs and limbs is the least of your concerns. There’s also the possibility of the child being born comatose or stillborn in more severe cases. Do you understand that?”

What? Comatose? Stillborn?

Natalie’s lips trembled, and she could no longer say that she wanted to keep the baby because she couldn’t accept either of those possibilities.

Even the possibility that the child would be missing limbs or organs wasn’t something she could bear. It wasn’t that she disdained the child, but she was afraid that the child would grow up with low self-esteem and despise himself or herself.

the fact that others

child. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to consent to

at once, she plunged into a

her reluctance, Dr. Pitt

would only arouse suspicion if he were to come on

carefully, Ms. Smith? Come back when you’ve made up your mind,” he murmured with

nodded. “Sure, I’ll do that. Thank you,

welcome,” Dr. Pitt

with her head hung low

her coming out with a dejected air about her,

with the gloomy face, Nat? Don’t tell me

finish her utterance, but her meaning

stared at her a moment before hugging her and

state, Sally patted her back in anguish. “It’s okay, for everything will be fine.

buried her head against her shoulder and wept