It's a thousand times worse when you do know. When you are bleeding for days but you still hold out hope that it will all be ok. But then something happens, the blood changes colour and you know...you just KNOW that something is wrong. On the way to the hospital I kept crying "Isabella, Isabella...she's leaving me" and Chad yelled "Mealz! Look at me! I'ts going to be ok, she's alright. It's all gonna be fine, I promise" while he looked me straight in the eyes
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