After half a decade marked by relentless disappointment and the constant cycle of hope dashed by heartbreak, Carol finally discovered that she was pregnant. For five long years, she had clung to the fragile promise of a child—a promise that had always seemed just beyond reach. The moment she saw two definitive pink lines on her pregnancy test, a surge of cautious optimism and trembling excitement coursed through her. This was not a mere scientific result; it was the culmination of years of desire, persistence, and the occasional glimmer of hope that had sustained her through the darkest nights.
