Chapter 79. Miscarriage

|| Veronica ||

I was sitting in the waiting lounge of the hospital, my shoulder hunched and my face buried in my hands.

“Vinnie, you want some coffee?” I heard my mom say in a gentle voice, as if I would break if her voice was any louder.

I shook my head.

“You know, whatever the reports will say, it's not your fault,” Elise said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Yes, sweetie, this can happen to anyone,” Mom added.

Whatever they kept saying, for some reason, I couldn't make sense of it. What were they saying? What did their words mean?

Not… my… fault?

But how? How wasn't it my fault? I don't understand.

“–Aaron about it.” I heard Elise say.

“Aaron.” As I silently took his name in my mouth, it felt bitter.

The name that is dear to me. Aaron. My dear husband.

If Aaron were here, he would say it's my fault as well. He would agree with me. I know he would. He says that he loves me, which will soon cha