Fractured Reality

Part 7

Daisy woke up to a typical Tuesday morning, or so she thought. As she rolled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom, she noticed a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She brushed it off as a side effect of the stress and tension from the previous day's confrontation with David. But as she sat on the toilet, she noticed that her urine was tinged with blood. A cold dread washed over her, and her mind went blank. She stumbled out of the bathroom, her phone in hand, and quickly dialed Rachel's number. Rachel had been a nurse for years, and Daisy knew she would be able to offer some guidance. Rachel answered on the first ring, and Daisy tried to keep her voice steady as she explained what was happening. "Rachel, I need your help. I'm...I'm bleeding. There's blood in my urine," Daisy said, trying to hold back tears. Rachel's tone immediately turned serious. "Okay, Daisy, stay calm. Have you seen how much blood it is? Is it a lot or just a little?" Daisy hesitated, unsure of how to answer. She looked into the toilet and saw that the blood was mixed with her urine, but it wasn't a huge amount. "It's just a little, I think. But I'm also feeling this sharp pain in my stomach." Rachel's voice was firm. "I'm on my way to your place. In the meantime, I want you to go to the emergency room. This could be related to the pregnancy, and we need to get you checked out right away." Daisy's heart sank. She had been so caught up in her argument with David that she hadn't even thought about the possibility of something going wrong with the pregnancy. She quickly got dressed and made her way to the emergency room, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios. At the hospital, the doctors ran a series of tests, and after what felt like an eternity, they finally gave Daisy some news. One of the embryos had passed, and she was at risk of losing the other one. The doctor explained that this was a common complication with twin pregnancies, but it didn't make it any easier for Daisy to hear. As she lay in the hospital bed, surrounded by the beeping of machines and the sterile smell of the hospital, Daisy couldn't help but feel like her world was falling apart. She thought about David and how he had promised to make things right between them. But now, with her pregnancy complications and her own emotions in turmoil, she wasn't sure if she was ready to forgive him. The doctor's words echoed in her mind: "We need to monitor you closely to make sure everything is okay with the remaining embryo." Daisy's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the hospital door opening. David walked in, his face pale and worried. "Hey, I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner," he said, rushing to her side. "What happened? What did the doctor say?" Daisy looked at him, her eyes searching for answers. "One of the embryos passed," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I'm not sure if I'm going to be okay." David's face crumpled, and he pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry, Daisy. I'll do anything to make it right. I promise." But Daisy wasn't sure if she could trust him, not now, not when her world was falling apart.