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Ross Lynch

It's been a good two hours since they took Aria (we decided, finally) away from us and ever since then, I didn't release Charlie. She was exhausted, so she fell asleep in my arms.

Even with her hair sticking to her face, her cheeks sweaty and her dressed in a pink hospital gown and still looking flustered, my wife looked beautiful, peacefully in my arms.

The midwife returned, looking exhausted also, overworked and upset all at once. "Hi"

"Have you got any news?" I asked and Charlie shuffled, signalling she was also awake.

"You baby girl..she hadn't quite learnt how to breathe and very quickly she had no oxygen in her body and despite our efforts, we weren't on time"

"So.."

She shook her head, grief taking over her features. "I'm sorry. I-I'll give you a minute"

Once she removed herself from the room, Charlie looked to me and I have never seen her eyes this dark. "She's lying, please, Ross, she's lying-"

"I wish, baby" I pulled her back into my arms as she began to sob. Only then noticed I also had tears streaming down my face.

Forget how I felt; Charlie was infatuated with the idea of a cute little family and was counting down the days for this and so suddenly it's all ripped from her hands without any warning.

I squeezed her as tight as I could without hurting her. "Be strong for me"

"I don't think I can" she whispered. "Why me? What did I do wrong?!"

"I don't know babe, I wish I knew" I sniffed. "But we can pull through this, I promise"

"You promised she was going to be fine and now- no, I'm sorry I'm taking it out on you, no"

"It's okay, you're allowed" I sighed deeply, possibly feeling the worst pain I have ever felt in a long time.

Charlotte Lynch

It was a feeling I couldn't put my finger on. There were literally no words to describe what it feels like to hold your child and not long after finding out they died.

It just hurts. Now, not only the rest of my body hurt, my heart hurts and no matter how much I wanted to scream and cry, I ran out of tears and I lost my voice.

I curled into a ball, analysing how eventful today has been. The day began with me at work (I co-own a store with Piper; I wasn't really doing anything) when it began. A growing pain until it simply popped, and a puddle formed around me.

In the blink of an eye I was having the worst cramps when my idiot of a husband walks in and laughs (laughs!!1!1!!1) at me so naturally I lost it, adding to his entertainment.

Once the epidural kicked in I don't remember much but holding my little girl in my arms. I wanted to kiss her little cheeks, and have her dad hold her and cry like a baby, just how he joked he would.

Now I have a funeral to plan.

Ross was at the corner of my room, making phone calls. He looked torn, his head in his hands as he spread the news. For moments, I believe he was ready to burst into tears whilst speaking to his mom.

He was doing something I hated, because it involved collateral damage. He'd bottle everything and then involuntarily explode when somebody pushed his buttons.

"I told everybody" he walked over to me. "How are you feeling?"

"The same" I touched his hand, the clear bags under his eyes. It was only 8pm but it was the summer solstice of my life. "Go home, you're exhausted"

"Babe, no. I don't want to leave you alone. And.." He sighed. "I don't want to be in the house by myself"

Understandable- the crib was set up in our room so we didn't have to go very far to check up on our baby if we had to. Now, it's useless.

"Come here" I sat up as well as I could and pulled him down into my arms. Unexpectedly, he held me incredibly tightly, crying on my shoulder.

"I want to blame someone, it would ease the pain but I have nobody to blame and it makes everything so much more difficult. "At the same time I just want to cry endlessly, and for once, I'm not in charge of what happens next and I don't know what will happen next and I hate it so much. Please just make it stop"

sudden update on my birthday bc y'all also deserve a present for being the cutest guys and gals ever 💖

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