That experience changed me forever.
After Emily’s death, I became terrified of silent illnesses.
I checked symptoms online.
I worried about every headache.
Every strange pain.
Every unusual feeling.
But somehow, this mass had been inside me without me knowing.
Thomas took my hand.
“You couldn’t have known.”
“I know.”
“You couldn’t have saved Emily.”
“I know.”
“But you can’t spend the rest of your life punishing yourself for things you couldn’t control.”
I looked at him.
“I just don’t want to leave you.”
He pulled me into his arms.
“You’re not going anywhere.”
For the first time, I realized that we weren’t only waiting for Liam.
We were fighting for the chance to raise him together.
Page 8 — The Final Weeks
The pregnancy became a careful balancing act.
My doctors monitored me constantly.
Liam continued growing.
My kidney mass remained under close observation.
Every appointment brought two questions.
“How is the baby?”
