3 septembre 2026

Locked Out in the Cold While Six Months Pregnant

One hand gripped the balcony railing while the other wrapped protectively around my stomach.

“Please,” I whispered through chattering teeth. “Please be okay.”

Another wave of pain followed.

Stronger.

Lower.

Different.

The kind of pain every pregnant woman fears.

I staggered toward the glass door and pounded with both fists.

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