CHAD
I couldn't believe it.
I couldn't believe that I was still carrying our child. That it wasn't a miscarriage. And it made me feel even more worst that I attempted on killing the child inside me.
Part of me was also relieved that it was Brett's, of course. It felt like a huge thorn was pulled inside me. I really wanted to kill myself that moment when I knew that I was pregnant and from anybody else.
"Chad, are you okay?" Brett asked because I was just staring blankly at the wall ever since we went back to our room from the pack hospital. I felt guilty for trying to kill the child. I didn't know why did I do that.
"Yeah." I said lowly.
Brett held my chin and raised it up leveling our eyes but I looked away.
"Aren't you mad at me?" I asked and bit my lips between my teeth as I trie
