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“What about the other baby? There’s a heartbeat?” I rushout.
“Yes, there is a heartbeat for the survivingfetus.”
“And everything is okay with thatone?”
“So far, yes. The prognosis of the surviving twin is hopeful, but it can be more difficult since she’s in her secondtrimester.”
“So, what do we donow?”
“The ultrasound didn’t show any remains of the lost fetus, so we won’t have to perform any additional procedures. Again, I’m sorry for your family’s loss.” He hands me a card. “If you have any additional questions, please feel free to call anytime. Day ornight.”
I grip the side of the bed from my chair and stare down at Willow when the doctor leaves. “How did this happen? Where wereyou?”
She hesitates before answering me, looking deflated and hugging herself. “Taking adrive.”
Lauren moves to Willow’s side to kiss her on the forehead. “I’m going to give you some privacy. Let me know if you needanything.”
“Taking a drive?” I ask. “I thought you didn’t feel well. Why were you taking a drive when you weresick?”
This stops Lauren from leaving, and she whips around to stare at me. “Dallas, none of this is Willow’s fault, so don’t you dare go there. There was nothing she could’ve done to stop themiscarriage.”
“I’m not blaming her,” Ihiss.
I’m blaming myself. I’m fucking blaming everyone andeverything.
“Well, you’re not convincing me of that,” Willow fires back. “Sure sounds likeit.”
“All I asked was, why you were out driving in who the fuck knows where when you knew you were pregnant, and you told Stella you were sick!” Ireply.
Her face lights up with anger, and she jabs a finger in my direction. “Don’t talk to me like that. Don’t you think I’m hurt about this? I lost a baby,too!”
“Okay,now,I’ll give you two some privacy,” Lauren says. She points to me before leaving. “Don’t be adick.”
When Lauren shuts the door, I stare at it for a few seconds to calm down. Arguing with Willow isn’t going to help either one of us. It’ll only make shitworse.
“What happened?” I ask softly. “Why did you leave my house? I could’ve been there foryou.”
She blows out a breath. “I needed to clear my head. Get someair.”
My voice starts to break. “Why?”
“I just did. It was all too much. Too much was happening, and I couldn’t keep up. Stella said she could watch Maven, and I needed to get out ofthere.”
I can tell she didn’t mean to say that lastsentence.
“You needed to get out of there?” Irepeat.
Shenods.
“Are you going to tell mewhy?”
“It doesn’tmatter.”
I rub my eyes to fight back the tears. “It was because of Lucy’s stuff, wasn’tit?”
“That was one of the reasons, yes.” She’s not shocked I knew what it was. She knew I’dknow.
This is my fault. If I had picked up Maven myself or taken down Lucy’s stuff or told Willow to take Maven to her place, this might’ve neverhappened.
