57. Amulet of Bad Luck
Michelle
I arrive at the hospital and spot him. Ryan is sitting in the waiting room, elbows on his knees, head down. He looks like a defeated man.
I approach cautiously and place a supportive hand on his shoulder.
“Ryan... what happened?”
He looks up when he hears me. His eyes were red and empty, as if his world had crumbled in an instant.
“It's gone, Michelle... The baby is gone.”
His voice cracks on the last word and he can't hold back a sob. I sit next to him without hesitation and gently hugged him.
“And Candace?” he takes a breath and asks, worried.
“I called my parents. They're going to pick her up and take her home. I hope that's okay.”
“Of course not. I really appreciate it, and I'm sorry for the bad timing.”
We both remain silent, each lost in our
