Vincent
The car glides along the tree-lined road toward campus. I glance over at Sarah, whose eyes sparkle with excitement as she takes in the sight of her new school.
I park at the garage, and we both head inside the perimeter.
"Vincent, I can't believe you're really letting me do this," she says, clutching my hand tightly as I walk with her. "I know it's not going to be easy, but I promise I'll work hard and make you proud."
I smile despite feeling the turmoil inside me. This was the last thing I wanted, but I couldn't stand to look at her sad eyes when I told her to wait until the baby was born. So, in the end, Sarah won the argument, and I let her go to the first day of class.
"Look at them all," Sarah murmurs as she looks at the chattering students around the campus.
"I guess yo
