Twins.
I didn’t know because I had hardly received any medical follow-up during my pregnancy.
We put the first baby in my arms. She had black hair and the smallest fingers I’ve ever seen. I called her Valentina.
The second baby was taken away before I could see his face.
A doctor came back a few minutes later and told me she had not survived.
I cried until I was exhausted.
For years, I carried the burden of this girl’s pain that I had never been able to hug in my arms.
Valentina has become my reason for living.
I worked as a waitress by day and studied in the evening. While she was asleep, I made bracelets, bags and small accessories that I sold online. At first, I only received one or two orders a week.
Then a photo of my handmade jewelry went viral.
