I felt people's gazes on me as they looked at me with worry, but no one made a move to approach me or stop me—they were too busy with their own business.
I hugged my belly, and more of my tears fell as I stared at our promise ring.Why am I still wearing it?
I'm sorry, my child. I couldn't keep my promise to bring you to meet your dad. I'm so sorry.
Luke didn't even wear the ring anymore. He'd trashed it, just like he would do to me and our baby.
What am I going to do now? I have nowhere else to go.
I didn't have any money to buy the plane ticket back to LA. I didn't even have any money to stay for a night. I was such a mess.
The only way out might be to call Morgan, but she would surely lash out at me. She might not want to help me and would probably let me die here with my baby instead.
I halted at an intersection, in the middle of people who were waiting to cross the street. I had no idea where I was going.
The sun was burning, and it made me feel even dizzier. The world felt like it was spinning slowly, everything around me a blur.
People started to cross the street while I still stood in the same spot. I flinched, trying to adjust my sight.
Why couldn't I see clearly?
I wiped my eyes. It wasn't just because of these tears—I felt like my soul was leaving me, as if it died without Luke.
Slowly, I stepped toward the street, unaware that the lights had changed. I could barely hear people yelling at me, trying to warn me.
But it was too late.
The moment I turned my head to see the car that was speeding toward me, everything felt like it was in slow motion. I was thrown into the air, feeling extreme pain all over my body before my head smacked something hard.
And the next thing I knew I was lying down on the asphalt, every part of my body numb.
My lips trembled, a tear sliding down from the corner of my eye as I stared at the sky. I tried to move my shaking finger, but even that was impossible.
My baby...
"A pregnant woman been hit by a car!" someone's voice boomed, while frantic shouts and whispers started to fill the air around me.
It hurt. Everything on my body hurt, just as painful as the hole in my heart from losing Luke.
Help. Help us.
I could feel my life being taken away from me no matter how hard I tried to fight death. But I had to.
What about my baby? What if he didn't make it? I couldn't let him die.
I couldn't live if he didn't make it. He was the only thing in this world that I had.
Please, somebody. Save him. Save my baby. Save this little soul.
I tried again to move my finger. I needed to feel my baby. I needed to make sure that he was okay, that he wasn't hurt.
Please.Save him. Anybody.
While my consciousness began to leave me, I could hear my own sobs. My baby didn't deserve this. He was just an innocent little soul.
And in this heartbreak and pain, there was only one person in this world that I longed to see. That I hoped would come back for us and tell us that everything was going to be alright. That I missed the most.
Luke.
