😨😱 He could see his pregnant wife’s tummy quivering a little through the cremation glass. The agony seemed to be tricking him for a second, but then the movement came again, sharp and distinct. Everyone was surprised by what transpired next.
She was unable to bear him a child before she went. He had vowed to always safeguard his Amara. However, life had been too brutal to them.
Ethan was now standing at the crematorium doors, staring through the glass at his wife and their soon-to-be kid.
A child’s giggle, a brightly lit house, Amara’s grin, and other visions of an unrealized future flickered through his head. In order to keep mother and kid together, he had even declined an autopsy.
He stepped back to go, suppressing a scream that wanted to come out. I abruptly became aware of a tiny movement beneath the body’s covering. The belly. Inside, he thought he saw something move. Could the baby be alive? His heart was pounding. Or were visions merely a result of the pain?
However, the motion was repeated. Real. Explicit. Ethan lost control, sprinted to the door, and yelled for everything to stop when they attempted to pull him away. The belly moved again, and the incinerator crew froze. It wasn’t hallucination or delirium.
😱😱 The reality that soon surfaced, however, was much more horrifying.
There was uncertainty among the crematorium crew. Some phoned management, some yelled, and some attempted to soothe Ethan.
Bewilderment, terror, directions, and shouts were all mingled together. Everyone felt a sense of fear as time seemed to stop.
However, everything had a natural explanation after all the checks and inspections. Amara’s body had gathered gasses because no autopsy had been performed; this is a normal occurrence that can occasionally result in tremors or movements that mimic those of a living body.
It was a normal biological process for which no one was ready; it was neither a miracle nor a resurrection nor a mystery.
Ethan’s heart constricted as the hope he had held onto vanished into the harsh truth.
The workers, who had been overcome with panic only minutes before, gradually recovered their composure after recognizing that what had happened was only a normal part of human nature.
However, Ethan found little solace in that knowing. The final look at his wife and child was imprinted in his memory forever, as was the moment when hope for a miracle came to life for a brief moment before dying instantly. His anguish and loss remained as acute.
