17. I am Here, Bella
Ethan
My heart felt heavy with lead as I drove around aimlessly. Kiara was pregnant with my child. Our baby. We had created a small life on the night of prom when we had made love with each other. My eyes welled up and I wiped a tear with my sleeve. I parked the car in the garage and turned off the engine.
Kiara was probably inside her room, crying for the unborn baby she couldn’t save and blaming herself. I knew her too well to know that she was blaming all this on herself.
Fuck.
I would have been a father right now. Would she have told me if she knew that she was pregnant? She would have. She would have flown back to New York to tell me she was pregnant. But she wasn’t. I don’t know how she coped with the pain of losing a baby all alone. I wonder if this was t
