son's

me for eternity? Tears blurred my vision, streaking down my face and washing away my carefully applied makeup. My heart ached as if it had been pierced with a

catch the attention of other customers in the coffee shop. Heads turned, eyes watching, but I didn't care. None of i

e cold, indifferent gaze of a stranger. "I'm not joking, Allie. You should abort the baby, and we should go our separate ways." His words w

yself. "If this is some kind of joke, it's not funny! You always

llie. If you choose to keep it, then that's on you," he said coldl

ould turn away. I couldn't imagine facing this alone. I needed him, not just because of the tiny life growing i

his mind. But then he yanked his hand out of my grasp, the force sending me sprawling onto the floor. I

Without a second thought, he turned and walked out of the coffee shop, leaving me behind. Each step he took felt like a nail driving deeper into my heart. The w

me without knowing the story. I didn't care. Ignoring the stares, I quickly left the coffee shop, my mind spinnin

he really so serious about ending things with me? I knocked several times, each one more desperate than the last, but there was no answer. Defeated,

ooked up, my heart sinking even further as I saw Scott standing there-

do this to me? "Scott, what's going on?" My voice wavered, the br

ny knife could. I almost stumbled, feeling my knees go weak. "Your...

name. Scott had always called me Allie. Hearing him distance himself

continued, his tone devoid of any warm

ut the child I carried. All those memories, all those promises, all those dreams-it was a

an, "we have something important to do inside." He didn't even look b

He had abandoned me and our unborn child. But as painful as it was, a new r

y younger brother sitting on the sofa, watching a documentary. Their faces turn

" my brother asked, movi

with sympathy. "Did some

pregnant, and Scott... he left me. He doesn't want anything to do w

desperately needed. "You're not alone, Allison. We'll get

rnia," I whispered, realizing that every c

ked gently, a mix of concern

eed a fresh start-f

ork. A new life awaited me, and though I didn't know what the fut