I Have A Baby Who Is My Angel In Heaven, I Miscarried

Late February/early March of 2016 I found out I was pregnant (just over 8 weeks, I conceived in the December), I was 17 and had just went through a hellish break up with my (now ex) fiancé of 16 months, at the time I didn't tell anyone I was pregnant, I was scared and had no idea how people would respond, everything was up in the air and so much bs was going on it didn't feel right telling people at the time, all I knew was that there was no way in hell I was getting rid of it, it was my baby and I grew extremely fond of the idea of being a mum, I've always wanted kids and even though the situation wasn't ideal, I would've gave it all the love in the world, if it was a boy it would've been called Austin, if it was a girl it would've been called Alice... I was gonna wait until I'd had a scan and things had settled down before telling anyone about the pregnancy.
Unfortunately I miscarried just over a month after I found out, the pain was horrendous and I still can't get the sight of the blood out of my head... just thinking that my baby was somewhere in that mess is killing me... again, I didn't tell anyone what had happened as I was scared and so much was happening it didn't feel right dumping my issues on people... I waited until September to tell my best friend what'd happened, then by the January pretty much everyone knew, it got back to my ex and we ended up having a long discussion about what'd happened, although our child would've been brought up in a broken home, neither of us could deal with the fact that we lost our child, we never met him/her, but they'll always have a part of our hearts, not a day goes by that I don't think about my baby and how different things would've been... would it of had my brown eyes or would it have its daddy's blue eyes? Would it of had my dimple? Just imagining what it would've looked like hurts... I wish things were different