Looking back, there were other small signs that something was slightly off during those final months.

Hannah was always warm and attentive, but she would text me late at night asking if the baby was moving enough.

“Is she kicking right now?” Hannah texted one evening at eleven o’clock.

“I just want to be completely sure she is healthy and moving.”

“She is kicking up a storm,” I replied right away to reassure her.

“Do not worry, everything is perfectly fine.”

Meanwhile, Lucas began checking his phone constantly during our medical appointments, tilting his screen away whenever his wife turned around.