The cold air bites at my skin, but I don’t feel it—not really. I’ve been walking for what feels like hours, my mind racing, my heart pounding in my chest. The world feels too big, too loud, and I’m too small, too lost to find my place in it.
Margaret’s words echo in my head over and over again. I’m pregnant.
A new baby. A new family. One that doesn’t need me. One that doesn’t include me.
I quicken my pace, but there’s nowhere to go. No direction, no destination. Just... running. Running from everything I can’t escape.
Eventually, I find myself at the edge of a small park. The street lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the empty benches. I sit down, my legs trembling, my hands numb from the cold. The tears I’ve been holding back all night finally spill over, and I bury
