Phoebe's POV
Everything felt hollow. Just like when I ate and tasted nothing, now I couldn't feel anything at all.
A massive emptiness consumed my chest.
I experienced numbness, then overwhelming sensation all at once. This contradiction of my reality choked me. I had no idea what to feel or how to act. All I craved was for this torment to end.
One second I longed for sleep, the next I felt capable of staying awake for days.
I lacked the strength to rise from my bed, yet restlessness plagued me because of my inactivity.
Every time I pressed my hand to my stomach, the weight crushing my chest intensified.
I had lost the baby.
I had lost my child.
I hadn't even realized I was carrying when I lost the little one, and there was nothing I could have done to stop it.
I shouldn't feel this devastated since I'd been unaware. How could I grieve something I never knew existed?
