********Lia’s POV

Everyone has been so kind, and helpful throughout the process, but in reality I felt horrible. Going through the pain of losing your child, and having her die in your arms….Is painful….I couldn’t even save her. I could only cope with the pain, by keeping quiet, for if I spoke, I probably would have gone insane.

They informed me that Louis and I would be in rehab with each other. Recovering together, which was reliving for, the only way I would talk is if it were from him. They rolled us on to the private plane, where Louis and I sat together…Well sat near each other on our wheelchairs.

“Lia…please tell me you’ll talk to me..” He had a worried look plastered across his face. Of course I would but just no now. So..

I simply just stared at the ground. Talking to him, talking to everyone just upset me.

They say it’s normal for a mother to go through a depressed stage, if she has a miscarriage or loses her child, so I guess this is all normal in their eyes, but I don’t feel normal. I feel like everything’s been drained out of me.

For the time I was there, they either force fed me, or just plopped it down on the side mumbling profanities.

Tears welled in my eyes, as I averted my eyes towards the window avoiding Louis. As much as I would love to talk to him, everything just seemed to be too much for me to handle. Maybe in a few days, with just a tad bit of nurturing and therapy, I’ll be able to somewhat walk, and maybe then it’ll be easier.

But as of right now….It’s just a lot to take in. Losing something you raised in your own flesh and blood, can take a toll on you.


It really can.

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SOO...what do you want to happen? What's gonna happen to Liarry....Lia only wants to be around Louis...is she going to pick Louis over Harry?

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