Please read the book 'Love or Arranged' before starting this book and shower some love He stood at the hospital window, staring out into the night. He hadn't spoken much since the miscarriage, and she felt an unbearable tension building between them. After hours of silence, he finally spoke, his voice cold and distant. "This wouldn't have happened if you had taken better care of yourself. You were too stressed, too careless. Maybe you should have been more responsible." His words hit her like a punch to the gut. She turned to him, disbelief and pain etched on her face. "What are you saying? How can you blame me for this?" "You were always too emotional. I told you to relax, to take it easy. But you never listen. This is your fault," He snapped, his eyes filled with frustration. She felt her heart break into pieces. The man she had loved for so long, the man she had waited for, was blaming her for the loss of their child. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She had been holding on to the hope that they could heal, but this-this was the final blow. "I can't believe you're saying this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I lost our baby, we lost our baby. And you're blaming me? Do you even realize what you're saying?" He turned away; his silence more painful than his words. They left the hospital in silence and pain, unknown to both of them on how their life is going to turn.