With that last gunshot, my world shattered.
I was left alone. All alone in a world I didn’t understand. Fearing that I had no one, no one, who could get me out or understand.
I had wanted one final night. A final chance to win back the only person who knew what I’d been through. Who I could let see through the pain because I knew he’d experienced it himself.
I’d begged Colt to give me that one little thing. That one small moment of peace and bliss. A false glint of hope that I may not have to face these nightmares alone.
Well, I’d gotten one hell of a final night.
But it all turned into a fresh nightmare as soon as the sun rose.
Suddenly, I was alone. And my unplanned pregnancy was far from my biggest worry.