She left because I threatened her. And our unborn baby. I lost my shit entirely, and it terrified her. Even if I find her, will she be able to forgive me? Will she ever feel safe with me again? Jesus, what have I done? My phone vibrates in my hand, and my head snaps up. Not recognizing the number, I open the message. God. No. Don’t do this to me. I stare at a photo of Tiana running toward a train, fear and heartache etched deep on her face. Her cheeks are wet with tears, and her eyes look frantic. How easy it was to break your perfect little romance. Let’s see who can get to her first.
