You have just finished your first trimester, everything was fine, you were happy, happy of not being alone anymore in that vast manor, happy to have someone to talk to, to have someone to spend time with. Mattheo was never home, he worked all day at the ministry even if he could work from home, and when he would come back, late, he ate and went back outside to see only how knows. You know he was cheating, you knew from the start, he wasn’t cold or mean he was just himself, not present and not implicated in what you did. He had not real reason to, it was a marriage If convenience, even if you had to admit you felt a little towards him. But one evening, as you were alone, again, you felt horrible cramps and then saw blood, a lot of blood, you knew what was happening, and nothing could save the baby you were carrying or loosing.