We had a scan and heard its little heart beating. We had a picture, a due date, and so much hope. A month later we went into lockdown and I began to bleed. I went to hospital alone, wearing homemade PPE and the worst was confirmed. They said I could stay as I was bleeding heavily, but I was too scared, so I managed at home, trying to hide my tears and the bleeding from my four year old. I passed the tiny baby and kept it in a box, before burying it under a tree in the garden.
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