“Nothing.” The words hit me like a ton of bricks. I sat silent trying to control the tidal wave of emotions that would soon be rolling down my cheeks.
The doctor left the room and I looked at my husband in complete defeat. A million thoughts raced through my mind but I couldn’t catch one long enough to form a cohesive sentence.
I was 20 weeks pregnant into my second pregnancy. My first pregnancy had ended in the first trimester due to a blighted ovum.
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