TWO MONTHS LATER
Six months pregnant.
Mel's POV.
If anyone would have told me a year ago that my life will be so f****d up like this I would have called that person a liar. But here I am, two months after I lost the love of my life and my baby daddy. It still feel so new to me maybe because I still don't believe he is gone. It's been two months, two solid months that I kept on dreaming that he will burst through the door, smile at me and tell me that he has found me: that all this was just a dream. But I was believing in vain. He is gone never to be heard of or seen again. I have not seen Marron since the burial and I am grateful for that, I hate to live in fear. Jason and Melissa have been so good to me. They never made me feel out of place or unwanted, I feel so free and belonged. Ove
