A noise from a furious car echoed inside my ears. I thought it would be my end. Because I wanted to escape, I was out of my mind and tried to cross the street, having no time to realize that there were plenty of vehicles, hurrying to get to their destination.
My hands suddenly brought up to hold my tummy that is yet to grow. A hand gripped my shoulder, pulling me to the side street.
“Ma'am, are you trying to kill yourself?!” Martin's voice reminded me about what's going on. “Where are you going, by the way?!”
The driver that almost hit me went out, yelling at me.
What I had gone through in El’s mansion gave so much trauma to me. The driver seemed to be angry because of what I did. I could hear my husband's thundering voice from the driver's shouts.
“I'm sorry, s-sir. I-It is really
