I'd been pacing back and forth the waiting room the entire time. Nobody had attended to me in the last ten minutes. I'd found my phone in the kitchen after an effort filled attempt, called Indan straight away to tell her all that Chaplin had informed me about the accident.
I was currently going through the internet, searching for if a fall from the stairs could lead to a miscarriage. A lot of the results declined that it could, except depending on the impact of the fall, and what trimester the mother was in.
"Hey." I heard a call behind me. I turned around to see Indan standing there. I hurried to her side and pulled her in a hug.
"What exactly happened?" Indan questioned, keeping her hands on my waist and searching my eyes for answers.
"I don't know. I got back home and found blood on
