The Secret heiress

CLARISSA's POV

I lay on the clinic bed, my arm extended for the nurse to insert the needle. This was a familiar routine, one I had endured for years. My husband, Mark Blackwood, stood beside me, his eyes filled with concern.

"Clare, are you sure you're okay?" Mark asked, his voice low and calm.

"Yes, Mark. I'm fine," I said, trying to conceal my annoyance.

"Are you sure? You look pale," Mark said, his brow furrowed.

"I'm fine, just a little tired, that's all," I said, forcing a smile.

The nurse smiled kindly. "Do not worry, Mrs. Blackwood. This will be over soon."

As the donation process finished, Mark helped me off the bed. "Thanks, Clare. You're a lifesaver."

"I guess I am," I said, with mixed emotions.

Mark, can we talk?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course, Clare. What's on your mind?" Mark replied, his eyes worried.

"Do you love me?" I said, my voice shaking.

Mark's eyes narrowed. "Yes, Clare. Dont worry yourself with all these thoughts. The doctor said your hormones will heightened due to the pregnancy. We'll get through this together."

As we arrived home, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. I tried to remember if I took anything then I remembered Serena giving me a juice. But that was harmless, right?

I doubled over, gasping for breath. "Mark, I don't feel too good"

Mark's eyes widened in alarm. "Clare, what's wrong?"

"I don't know," I replied, my voice barely audible. "I feel like... my stomach, Mark, the baby." I looked at my gown and saw blood. "My baby, I'm loosing my baby"

Mark's face turned white. "No, Clare. You're not losing our baby. I'm here for you."

"Clare, Clare, keep your eyes open. We are almost at the hospital." I heard Mark say loudly. But it was too late. I felt myself falling, and everything went black.

I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines beeping near me and white walls. My head was foggy but as I tried to sit up memories came flooding back. "What happened?" I asked, my voice shaking. Mark was beside me, his eyes worried.

"Is my baby okay?" I asked, my heart racing. The doctor's face was serious, his eyes full of compassion. "I'm so sorry, Mrs Blackwood. You've lost the baby Mrs Blackwood."

My world came crashing down around me. I felt like I'd lost everything that really mattered. "No, not my baby!" I screamed, my voice ringing through the hospital room.

Something inside me shifted. Serena poisoned me and caused me to lose my baby. I knew I had to take back control of my life, no matter what. But would Mark believe me?