Frequencies

LXVI

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Gabby's POV
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November 23rd

She takes a deep breath before continuing...the breath seems like it sucks all the air from the room.

I can no longer tell if the moisture that lingers between my fingers is a result of my body temperature rising or Jordan's.

"I had my nurse do another ultrasound just to be sure," she sighs. "Um...Gabby...Jordan, you already know your history with fertility and..." she sighs and it seems as though a lump hitches in her throat.

Jordan looks over a me but I can't return my gaze.

I feel for the soft pressure I felt earlier today but hold back tears when it doesn't come.

"Is something wrong?" Jordan encourages her to continue.

"This is the last thing I want to tell you both but..."

My chest tightens...and so does Jordan's grip on my hand.

"Looking at both your scans and getting the feedback from other doctors I contacted, it seems a diagnosis can be made," she says and the hard swallow I take hinders me from puking in my mouth.

She sighs harshly.

"It seems as though the placenta covers the entrance of your cervix. You're in a later stage now and the placenta is now growing in that area. This is often hard to see in an ultrasound but can seen during my thorough scans," she says.

Jordan shifts in his seat but all I can do is be still.

"But in just two weeks? That's no time for whatever you're saying to happen. What does that even mean?" Jordan asks knowing it's the same question I want to ask.

"It means you have options and choices to make..." she says and those words are words I know all too well.

They'll follow with something that will hurt...badly.

And suddenly...I enter a state of paralysis.

Instantly sunken into the deepest depths of my subconscious.

Jordan's POV

Every time we're in our bubble of happiness, it gets ripped right from us. I feel like I'm suffocating.

And all of this running around is ticking me off.

"Doctor..." I say breaking the silence.

"This is something that isn't ideal when you're this ahead in your pregnancy. Especially with her being this small, and at the rate both the baby and the placenta are growing," she says.

"So...okay...she's small. Is there a way to...I don't know, make more room," I say searching for an alternative before she adds more to her statement.

"Unfortunately, that's not how this works. What we will have to do is keep them both under close observation...but that is if you decide to continue with this," she says.

I look over at Gabby and it seems as if her mind is far gone. She doesn't blink once. I have all the mind of reaching over to check if she's still breathing.

"Continue?"

"Yes...you'll have to make the decision on whether or not you want to terminate the pregnancy. I know this is a hard decision to make but you'll have to make it sooner rather than later," she continues and I hear Gabby whimper.

I move over in the sofa and put my arm around her but she still doesn't budge. My mind barely budges to process what is being said to us.

"I'm not understanding. Why would we do that?" I ask for clarity.