It had already been a month. Kate was designing while sitting on her porch when a message came through. It was Lucca:

Kate, Ara is in the hospital. My baby is in danger. She wanted me to let you know.

Kate stood up, a chill ran down her spine. She called a taxi while packing a few clothes to travel. When it arrived, she got in with her small bag and headed to the city.

Upon arrival, she went to the small apartment she had rented near the hospital where Ara was. She left her bag and quickly rushed out. Entering the waiting room, she saw Lucca pacing back and forth.

—Lucca —she said as she approached. He hugged her tightly.

—What happened? How is Ara?

—I don’t know. She started bleeding, and I’m scared of losing my baby. Ara has been weak, vomiting a lot… I’m afraid something bad might happen to them.

—Calm down. Everything will be okay.

At that moment, the doctor came out of the operating room. Lucca was pale.

—Doctor, how is my family?

—She’s out of danger. It was a threatened miscarr