Jackie’s POV
“Darrell,” I repeated, testing the name on my tongue while he smiled, nodding. “Do you go to our college?”
Darrell shook his head. “I was there to meet someone when I saw you bent over your car. I got worried when I saw you were pregnant. So, I helped.”
I was glad someone was around to help because I didn’t know who to call out to at that moment. It was rare for a stranger like him to go out of his way to help me and even stay with me until now, with Paul included. He seemed like a nice guy.
“I am sorry for keeping you from meeting the person you wanted to see.”
“Nah, it’s alright. I already called them.”
I looked around the bed before spotting my phone, which I wanted, on the small bedside table by my left-hand side. I grabbed it and swiped through to call Lucas, hoping
