Kayla's POV

"Amber? Amber! May I come in?"

Hearing the intermittent cries from the room, I gently knocked on the guest room's door. Fortunately, Amber had no intention of isolating herself. After a few seconds, I heard her voice from inside.

"Come in."

"Oh... Amber..."

I closed the door behind me and quickly walked to the bedside, tightly hugging Amber, who was still crying.

"Don't be so sad, sweetheart; you're still carrying a baby. Excessive grief won't be good for your health and the baby's well-being, Amber."

I patted Amber's back, trying to calm her. It worked, especially when I reminded her of her unborn child. She gradually stopped crying....