Cara
When I saw those two lines on the stick, I thought my life was over.
Pregnant.
Not just by anyone, but by the man I loathe.
Jackson.
The Mute.
I loved the baby more than my next breath, but I couldn’t keep it.
My life has always been vicious tilt-a-whirl of hardship, and I had nothing to offer.
Then disaster strikes, and clarity hits.
I want this baby.
Only it might be too late.
Jackson
My life turned on its axis when I knocked a girl up.
Not just any girl, but my best friend’s girl.
The best friend who bled out in front of me and whispered his love for her with his last breath.
I didn’t want it. I didn’t want any of it.
Until I did.
My life hasn’t been easy.
It’s always been a struggle to survive.
But I’ll fight until my last breath if it means getting what I want.
I’m just not sure if that’s enough.