"Help! Somebody call 911!" I yelled as loud as possible. "Quinn stay calm, babe. It's going to be okay, our baby is going to be okay." I reassured her.
Tears kept falling, and sobs turned into screams.
"Zayne, our baby is dead." She shook her head.
"Quinn, don't say that." I comforted her.
"We've been through this too many times to pretend we don't know what's happening." She cried.
The faint sound of an ambulance in the background gave me a little more hope.
Maybe things will be different this time.
Maybe we'll finally have a baby.
A miracle baby.
"Stay strong, Quinn." I kissed her forehead while rocking her back and forth, anticipating the ambulance.
She began to vomit all over the sand and the blood formed a puddle around my wife.
Her breathing gradually became heavier and her eyes eventually rolled to the back of her head.
The paramedics rushed to her side and hurriedly lifted her onto the stretcher.
"She's not breathing." One of them said.
"Sir, has your wife ever had a miscarriage?"
"Yes." I choked.
"How many months was she?"
"Five." I spoke in hush. I let fear and anxiety hold me hostage in that moment.
"She's not breathing." They told each other, quickly attaching tubes and chords to Quinn.
"There's not much we can do for her." One of the paramedics whispered to the other.
I finally let my head rest in the palms of my hands while the chaos gradually continued.
"She's having a seizure!" They yelled to each other.
No.
I could only say in my mind.
"We're losing her, guys!"
No.
The sound of the heart monitor became quicker and quicker, up until the only sound was the monotone of death and everything went black.
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