Hello, goodbye

Let it be

      7 months later:
    I stand in front of the mirror and lift my shirt to expose my belly. I frown at my stretch marks and rub them, wishing I could make them disappear. Suddenly, George appeared behind me and wrapped his arms around my stomach, barely able to get them all the way around. He began to slowly sing into my ear.
   "Something in the way she moves,
Attracts me like no other lover,
Something in the way she woos me,
I don't wanna leave her now,
You know I believe and how..." he sang, and we swayed together in front of the mirror.
    Suddenly, I realized that something was very wrong. The baby hadn't moved in almost a day.
    "George, something is wrong," I said, and I felt tears rush from my eyes.
    "What's wrong, doll?" He asked, and when I told him his lovey mood faded. We immediately got into the car and he drove me to the hospital.
     When they couldn't find the baby's heartbeat, it felt like my heart stopped too. George teared up and walked out of the room. I decided not to g after him, but to call John. He came immediately, and looked genuinely sad when I told him.
    "Is the baby okay?" Julian asked, and it broke my heart that I had to tell him no.
    "The baby is gone, Julian. I'd like to think he's in a better place now," I explained, and john looked at his shoes. Julian wiped his eyes, and I could see that he was teary-eyed.
    "But I was going to be the best big cousin," Julian said sadly, and I began to cry for the first time since finding out.
    "Excuse me, I'm very sorry for your loss, but you're too far along now. You'll have to deliver it stillborn," the doctor said, and he sounded so heartless. I know it wasn't his job to be sad, but it made him seem so cold hearted to act unsympathetic.
    John squeezed my hand, and Julian got into the bed next to me. They told me that I would have a few hours before they performed the surgery. Paul and ringo walked into the room, and muttered their apologies, but there was still no sign of George anywhere. This was the second time George Harrison left me heartbroken.
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Okay, actually breaking my heart to write this rn.