Olivia
The room seemed to swirl around me as I stood there, a drink glass firmly clutched in my iron grip. I had my other hand resting over my belly; it was so easy to forget that I was no longer pregnant with my belly still slightly swollen.
And maybe, if I just closed my eyes for a moment, I could still feel the heartbeat within…
“Liv?”
A soft voice caught my attention, and my eyes snapped open to see that Angela was standing in front of me now. Her eyes, still puffy and red-rimmed, were filled with sorrow and sympathy. Seeing her was a relief, although I hated seeing my friends cry.
“Hey,” was all I could manage.
Angela then nodded her head toward my glass. “Need a refill?”
I followed her gaze down to my glass, which was, in fact, empty. I hadn’t realized it,
