Her Name is Lucky

Bella's POV: Klein carefully helped me to the huge glass in the baby care unit. He pointed at a baby wrapped in pink quilt and said with a smile, "It's her. She's here!" Following the direction of Klein's finger, I saw that skinny baby. Her face was pink and tender, and her eyelashes were long. She was a beautiful angel. I reached out to touch the glass as if I had touched my daughter's face. I looked at her carefully and was very excited. The last time I gave birth, I didn't even know what my child looked like. The doctor announced my child's death. Until today, when I thought of this, I still felt very sad. When I saw my daughter in front of me, I thought of my dead child, and my tears increased. Klein tried to persuade me. "You should be happy to see your daughter. Why are you crying again?" At the right time, Klein took out a pack of tissue from his pocket, took one out, and handed it to me. I took the tissue and said, "Thank you." Klein said, "The doctor said that although she is