Way Of Life - H.S & N.H

We Were Always Meant To Say Goodbye

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Honestly please listen this song it fits this chapter so well! Bear in mind that I see the song as if the baby was talking to both Shay and Harry. Explaining why they had to go.
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How do you prepare yourself for something like this?
There's no handbook or any rules to these situations.

Everyone copes with loss and grief in different ways. There is no right or wrong way. Your body reacts how it reacts and there is nothing you can do about it.

Shay continued to be numb to it all. But somehow she carried on. She pretended like it had never happened. Continuing day to day as if she was never pregnant in the first place. It was easier this way. She could lock it all away, deep down inside her and not have to deal with it all.

Harry on the other hand couldn't stop the emotions coming out. He'd be fine one minute but would think too hard or too much and start sobbing. He'd be in meetings and would have to leave to calm down in the bathroom.

Jeff insisted that he wasn't needed but Harry wanted the distractions. He needed to do something other than sitting at home.

"H... go home. If not for yourself, for me. For Shay and for Haley." Jeff pleaded with him.

"I can't. Every time I go home I'm reminded of it all. Jeff this is torture. Why is life so cruel? How can the universe give us something so incredibly special and then just rip it away? It's fucking bullshit!" Harry let his emotions take over. Feeling all the hurt and anger bubble over.

Jeff pulled him into a hug. Holding him tightly.

"You're right. Life fucking sucks. It is heartless and horrific sometimes. It gives and it takes away so easily and without a second thought. But you know what it also does?"

Harry pulled away from the hug to look at Jeff's face.

"It also gives us moments. Beautiful, poetic and incredible moments. You have a gorgeous family Harry. Be with them. Grieve together and talk. Don't tell me you've already talked because we all know you haven't. You and Shay are both as bad as each other. Make time. Let it all out."

Harry just nodded meekly. He hugged Jeff goodbye, grabbed his things and headed home.

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"Shay?" Harry kicked his shoes off and threw his keys into the dish like usual.

There was no sound coming from anywhere in the house. He couldn't even hear Haley making any noise.

"Shay?" Harry called again. Making his way upstairs. He checked Haley's room and was greeted by her in her crib. She was sound asleep.

Harry then made his way into their bedroom.

Shay was curled up on the bed. The only movements were her body lifting up and down with her breathing.

"Shay..." Harry whispered. She didn't even flinch.

"We need to talk."

He was met with no response once again.

He sighed and made his way over to his side of the bed and lay down. He shuffled so his body was facing hers.

"Okay... so I'll talk and you listen."

"Neither of us are okay. Neither of us are coping. But we need to talk. We need to tell each other how we are feeling and then we can go from there."

Shay focused her attention on him now. She still didn't say anything but this was definitely progress.

"I'll start... I feel shit. I feel cheated and lied to. I feel like the world granted us something so beautiful and pure but decided to rip it all away at a moments notice."