28 The visitor
Noah and Travis entered the room, and to their surprise, Olivia was awake. “Hey,” Noah called, sitting gently beside her sickbed. “How are you doing?” he asked, holding her hands.
Olivia managed a weak smile. “I've been better,” she replied, her voice frail.
Travis, standing nearby, added, “I'm glad you are awake. Hope you're feeling better now. You got us worried?”
Olivia hesitated for a moment before responding, “I...I lost the baby. the doctor told me.”
Noah's expression softened. “I'm sorry to hear that, Olivia. Why didn't you tell me? it's never easy to go through something like this.”
Travis, though maintaining a strong face, inwardly felt a twinge of pity. “If you need anything or someone to talk to, we're here.”
Olivia nodded, her eyes showing her emotions. “Thank you.”
The room fell into a brief silence, each person thinking and worrying about their next actions or words. Olivia, despite Noah’s support, was angry and hurt. She wanted this baby. This baby c
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