White Room

The married couple is inside a white room of the hospital. Ichika is sitting on the wheelchair when they got there. She carefully stood up and walked towards the table covered with white cloth. She covered her mouth, seeing a transparent jar that contains their dead three-month old baby that the doctor removed from her womb. Her hand slowly reached for it and cries filled the room.

"No, this is not my baby. Riku, tell me that this is not our baby. Tell me. Tell me, please. This is not our baby. That's not our little one." She cried in agony and Riku has no words to tell.

He hugged her tight and buried his face on her shoulder. He can't even look at their little one. He feels his whole body getting weak until he slowly fell down on the floor.

"This is not happening.. Why.." She cried while gripping tightly on him. The door went open and their parents came in.