CHAPTER FORTY NINE
Nina waves down a taxi, and the moment it pulls over, she hurries to open the door for me.
I climb in slowly, holding my belly protectively, still shaken from everything.
I tell the driver my house address.
The car begins to move.
For the first time in days, I feel the softness of a seat beneath me, the warmth of sunlight brushing my face through the window. But instead of comfort, it burns, a reminder of everything I lost.
I pull out my phone immediately, wipe the screen with trembling fingers, and dial Mia’s number.
It rings.
Once.
Twice.
Five times.
No answer.
I try again.
Still nothing.
A strange heaviness settles in my chest. She has been… different lately. A little distant. A little too quiet. I brushed it off before, assuming she was stressed from w
