[Acacia’s perspective]
My aunt called my two brothers, and they sent me to the hospital.
When I woke up, I saw everyone by my side. I learned that I was pregnant, but I can’t keep my child because it was an ectopic pregnancy. If I insisted on saving my child, my life would be in danger.
I can only think its cruel providence, my first child with Austin, but I can't keep them.
I was lying in the operation bed thinking of Austin, and I felt very guilty. My child, I’m sorry. I lost you before I knew you existed.
My mother looked at me and was very distressed, "Don't be sad, you are still young, and you can have more children in the future."
In order not to worry her, I smiled reluctantly and nodded my head.