Chapter 89

As I listened to the two of them talk about the child as if I weren't even there, I stood silently, bitterly smiling.

Declan, do you remember our child? The one who never had the chance to see the light of day.

Snowflakes started to fall from the grey sky, whipping my hair and skirt around in the freezing wind.

I stood on the rooftop, gazing down below.

After losing the baby, there was a time when