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~ Kade's pov ~

I have never felt so anxious in my life before, so scared of the unknown, so terrified of someone else's words. Words that can change you, break you, tear you apart. This kind of fear was crippling.

I can't seem to hear voices, the words going around me. I'm aware of mouths moving. I'm aware that something important was being said. Something I should listen to.

And when my eyes shift from the doctor currently speaking to Mrs. Cross I knew that whatever was being said, wasn't good. I could see the pain in both their eyes, gleaming so strongly that I was nearly tempted to look away.

Then Mrs. Cross's hand lift to her mouth in a gasp and I just knew the doctor had delivered the worst news ever.

And perhaps it was that which prompted my ears to work again, to get the information I needed. Information I was sure would rip my soul.

" She might need a few days or months to cope with the loss of the fetus. Miscarriage is not an easy road to emotional recovery. She's young