\u201cInmate number 1462,\u201d replied the nurse. \u201cLabor could start any minute. She was transferred from the east block a month ago. No family, no documents, medical history is empty. She barely speaks.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBarely speaks?\u201d raised the midwife an eyebrow. \u201cNot at all?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe only nods in monosyllables. Doesn\u2019t look anyone in the eye. As if she\u2019s closed off from the inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
The heavy door creaked. In the room, which looked more like a cell, a pregnant woman lay on the narrow metal bed. She held her hands on her huge belly and stared at the floor. Her face was pale, her hair messy. But there was something strange in her stillness: not fear or pain, but a kind of resignation.<\/p>\n
The midwife approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello,\u201d she said softly. \u201cI\u2019ll stay with you until the baby is born. Let me examine you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The woman nodded slightly.<\/p>\n
The midwife leaned in to examine her\u2014and suddenly screamed in horror.<\/p>\n
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Where the steady beating of a tiny heart should have been, there was a frightening emptiness. The doctor changed her angle, pressed harder, held her breath\u2026 but nothing.<\/p>\n
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