Dear Edward,
We went to the clinic to get the abortion done, and they confirmed what I already knew: I was pregnant. But when we got to the actual abortion part, the woman didn't do anything. She said there was something wrong, and referred me to a trusted doctor. We called and made an appointment. They luckily had an open slot that day, so we stayed in the city. By the time we got the hospital, though, I was doubled over in pain, and my underwear was soaked in blood. The doctor in the hospital said I was having a miscarriage, but that it shouldn't be as bad as it was. They hooked me up and gave me something for the pain, but it didn't help. After that she took an ultrasound. It was about then that I passed out.
When I woke up, the medicine had finally kicked in. Alice was crying beside my bed, and couldn't really speak to tell me what was happening. The doctor came in with the worst look on her face, and I tried to prepare for exactly that. She sat down and explained to me that I had a malignant tumor on my ovaries, one that had moved to my uterus and caused the miscarriage. They could go inside and try to cut it out, but it could consist of a total hysterectomy. I agreed to the surgery. The entire time, Alice was beside me, and even though she tried to talk me out of it, she knew I would win. We scheduled for what's now tomorrow. I went home that day and told my dad. He called the police station and started a search for James, and then apologized for not being there for me when I needed him. He told me that he would be there for the surgery. Now we just have to wait.
I love you.
Bella
