"As the cremation began, he opened the coffin for one last goodbye — then saw his late wife’s belly move. He halted everything. The doctors and police were called, and the truth left the hall silent. The air inside the crematorium was thick with smoke and sorrow. As the furnace roared to life, David Carter stood motionless — eyes fixed on the coffin that held his wife, Emily. She was six months pregnant. Three days earlier, doctors had said “cardiac arrest.” No warning. No goodbye. Just silence.