I stood beside her coffin, trying to stay strong as my hands trembled, knowing our unborn child rested within her—when a sudden movement from her belly shattered the silence, turning grief into shock as cries for doctors erupted around me.

“Did you… did you see that?” I asked, my voice cracking, barely recognizable even to myself.

No one answered at first.

Then someone gasped.

Another voice, sharper, louder, cut through the room: “Get the doctors—NOW!”

Everything shattered after that.