If I were lucky enough, I would possibly bump into a kind driver who would offer to give me a ride home. As it was pouring, the tiny umbrella didn’t manage to serve its purpose. Soon enough, I was drenched.
I was seriously unlucky as I was still alone after walking for some time. My belly was throbbing painfully by now. After a while, I could no longer hold back the pain that was attacking my belly.
Worried for my child, I soon decided to stop as I hurriedly covered my belly. Eventually, I knelt on the ground in pain. I reached into my pocket, but my phone wasn’t there. I must have left it in the car earlier.
Nevertheless, I was too far away from my car now. My stomach was throbbing so painfully that I couldn’t make the journey back. I held on to a rock by the side of the road for support, limping forward slowly. As I was sweating buckets, I finally succumbed and got on my knees.
Suddenly, I felt something flowing down between my legs. Oh no, my child is about to leave me.
According to an old nursery rhyme, little girls were made of sugar, spice, and everything nice.
Alas, not all little girls were destined to lead a delightful life. Some of them were born in poverty and despair, destined for a life of pain.
heard the splitting sound of a car hitting its brakes, my vision
saw a black Jeep with the plate number ACL999. It was Ashton’s
I mustered up all of my remaining energy as I struggled to
the ground for too long, and my head was spinning, I
sounded in my ear. I struggled to open my eyes, but my eyelids were too heavy. I could sense Ashton bringing me into his car before I
consciousness again, I was in a daze. A white ceiling
uncomfortably, I realized that my body was aching
reached out to caress
male voice brought me out of
Why are you here? My throat
returned, he helped me up from the bed.