The next day you were really tired, because you haven't slept that night, you saw Mark peacefully sleeping, you felt like you were about to cry so you walked downstairs so Mark wouldn't hear it, when you were downstairs you couldn't hold in anymore and tears starting running down your face and you felt like screaming, "why does this happen to me" you said to yourself. You felt to your knees and sat in the middle of the room crying. Mark woke up and heard you so ran downstairs and sat next to you putting his arms around he said "I'm so sorry, I know this must be hard, we can get through this and baby I'm really worried you barely ate the last couple of days" you look down avoiding eye contact, he then said "it's almost time for the visitors hour" you then looked in his eyes, he walked away and grabbed the car keys. Once arrived in your mothers room you sat next to her, Mark also grabbed a chair and sat next to you, your mom was still in a coma and there wasn't any improvement. You started talking to her "mom, you know a couple of days ago I asked you to come over, but didn't tell the reason, well we went to the hospital to get an ultrasound and we're getting a little girl. We aren't to sure about the name, we're thinking about calling her Ellie and I still remember that you talked about how hard and exhausting a pregnancy is, I get that now" there was still no response. You couldn't handle it and walked out the room not saying a word, Mark turned around and saw you leaving the room do ran towards you, he grabbed your arm and turned you round, he pulled you in for a hug and whispered "I think it's time to leave or it might get to much for you, to much stress isn't good for you and you seriously need to eat or you might faint or something", you and Mark were going back home, once back home you made a healthy salad for dinner. It was 9 pm and you were really tired so you went to bed, Mark still needed to record some video's.
