She Wakes Up and the World Has Changed
The sky outside the hospital window was still overcast, a light rain falling on the ground. Carla’s world was still blurry, as if the nightmare never ended. She woke up, feeling the pain spread throughout her body, but her mind could not accept the reality. Everything was still unclear, and there was only one question in her mind: “Where is Ben?”
Carla opened her eyes, looking around in confusion. The hospital room was stark white, cold. The constant beeping of the monitors and the hurried footsteps outside the hallway made her feel lost. A sharp pain pierced through her chest, a harsh reminder that her life had changed forever.
A Playful Argument Turns Into the Last Ride
This trip, which should have been a joyful moment, ended in tragedy. Carla and Ben had been laughing with each other on the way to the hospital, like any couple eagerly awaiting their first child. Ben glanced at Carla, smiling gently.
“What do you think of the name ‘Ethan’ for a boy?” Ben asked, his hand still on the steering wheel. “I’ve always liked that name. It sounds strong, just like… just like us.”
Carla looked out the window, the streetlights blurring in the misty rain. “I like it, but I still want to keep a name my mom chose. She always dreamed of having a grandchild named Emily.”
“Then Emily will be the most beautiful name for our daughter,” Ben laughed, his voice like sweet music. “Both of you will be so beautiful, I’m sure of it.”
Before they could say anything more, the car ahead of them suddenly ran a red light. Ben didn’t have time to react. The crash was violent, and in the final moment, Carla only heard Ben scream in pain before everything went black.
The Nightmare After the Crash
When Carla woke up, the faint light of morning filtered through the hospital window. The beeping of the monitors echoed, but that couldn’t ease the pain in her heart. She tried to sit up but couldn’t. Her body was weak and aching. Her right arm was wrapped in bandages, and the pain in her head was so intense that her eyes felt as if they would explode.
She looked around, not seeing Ben. “Ben… where are you?” Carla called out weakly, her voice a desperate plea. But no one answered.
A doctor entered the room, his face grave, his eyes betraying the sorrow he couldn’t hide. “Carla… I’m so sorry to have to tell you this… Ben didn’t survive the crash.”
The name “Ben” echoed in her mind like a lightning strike. Everything around her spun. “No… no way… He can’t be gone. He was supposed to be here… with us,” Carla sobbed, her face crumbling in disbelief.
The Pain and the Sense of Loss
The hours that followed felt like an endless nightmare. Carla couldn’t escape the emptiness and grief. Everything around her became a blur of vague sounds, the beeping of machines, the hurried steps of doctors and nurses.
Nurse Tasha, who had always stayed by her side, did not say a word of reproach or disappointment, only silently doing everything she could to make Carla more comfortable. She wrapped Carla in a blanket, softly comforting her as tears streamed down her face.
“Carla, you need to calm down. The baby is doing fine. You can’t do anything if you don’t take care of yourself,” Tasha said, her voice steady but full of patience.
Carla looked at Tasha with empty eyes. “How can I live without him? He was supposed to be here… we were ready to be parents. How can I do this alone?” She choked, holding her stomach as if holding on to all the hopes that had been shattered.
A New Beginning Amidst the Nightmare
Another long day passed. Carla’s grief didn’t lessen, but she began to feel something different. The life inside her, the baby she was carrying, couldn’t have been a coincidence. It was the reason she had to keep going, to fight against the storm inside her.
Tasha gently placed the swaddled baby in Carla’s arms, looking at her with tenderness. “Carla, look into her eyes. She is your hope, your faith. You’re not alone.”
Carla looked down at her tiny, perfect daughter, her tear-streaked face but now full of resolve. “You’re right. I will make it through. I will be the mother Ben always dreamed I would be. We’ll get through this.”
As a woman who had lost her partner but was also a mother willing to fight for her child, Carla found strength in her grief. Though the world had changed, she would begin again.
