The baby was coming.
It was all so strange. She had been rushed to the hospital after her fall. The doctors and nurses had swarmed around her, all while she was in excruciating pain. The baby was coming. That was the only thought she could muster.
The baby was coming.
Why? How?
She had three weeks more. Three more weeks! But Jared had to come around and ruin everything, just like he always did.
Mr and Mrs Fuller must have rushed in when they heard the news, in between being drugged up and the excruciating pain she was feeling she could hear their voices, distant, worried. They kept asking about the baby, not her.
She didn't know what happened, it was all hazy. It was a mercy, that was what Lori knew. It was a mercy that fate had decided to wipe her memory.
Because she wouldn't be able to bear it.
She had woken up the next morning, the lights in her hospital room were bright almost blinding. It took a while adjusting her eyes to the light. When her eyes were finally adjusted she saw that there was not a single soul in her hospital room. Nobody at all.
It wasn't like she was expecting anyone. Mr and Mrs Fuller either, they would be too excited with their new baby. They would have their hands full.
She tried to move her arms, but she was sore all over. So sore.
God it hurts. She thought as she closed her eyes in pain. She didn't know how long she had closed her eyes, willing herself to go back to sleep just to get rid of the pain.
Mercifully, a dark haired nurse walked in moments later.
"You're awake. That's good."
She said and Lori tried to talk but her throat was so scratchy and dry. She tried to reach out to her nightstand, where there was a bottle of water but the simple movement caused her immense pain.
"Don't worry. I'll get it for you."
The nurse said as she took the bottle of water.
She poured the water in a small plastic cup next to her nightstand and adjusted Lori's bed so she could sit properly and drink.
Lori took two sips and stopped.
"What happened?"
She asked as she looked around.
"You passed out right after your cesarean section. You had everybody worried and scared. The doctor thought you wouldn't make it."
The nurse said as she dropped the cup back on the nightstand. She examined her vitals while scribbling on her notepad.
"Do you remember what happened?"
The nurse asked and Lori shook her head.
"I can't seem to remember. I only remember coming here...and the pain..."
She said said and the nurse nodded.
"Yes. You were in a lot of pain."
The doctor walked in at that moment, he was tall, balding and had glasses on, Lori felt he looked vaguely familiar. She must have seen him when she got to the hospital.
"Good morning Ms Wyatt. How are you doing?"
He asked and Lori shrugged.
"I don't know how to feel, I'm sore all over. I'm in pain."
She said and the doctor looked at the nurse. They seemed to exchange a look that she knew nothing about.
"Ms Wyatt you were in a very critical condition when you were rushed in last night."
Lori nodded. Of course she was, she had gone into premature labour.
"We prepped you for an emergency c-section. The surgery was successful. Unfortunately, the baby died, by our reports it was distressed and also had a breathing anomaly."
Lori was deathly quiet.
The baby didn't make it?!
What?!
"What?"
She said quietly and the doctor sighed.
"We did everything we could, but he didn't have much of a chance in the first place, we suspected that when you went into premature labour."
The doctor added and Lori whimpered. The sound that came out of her mouth wasn't human. It didn't even sound like it came from her.
"Where is he now?"
She asked and the doctor sighed.
"A Mr and Mrs Fuller came to claim his body. They came with documents showing that you had given away your rights to be his mother."
They couldn't even wait?!