Emma’s POV
Couples walking hand in hand, kids pulling at their parents, and friends giggling over coffee made the mall a hive of activity. I felt oddly distant from the routine of it all, as though I were traversing a world that was no longer mine.
I only partially listened to Abigail as she talked about a new shop she wanted to check out next to me. After my last talk with Alex, I was so overwhelmed by the jumble of emotions that my thoughts were elsewhere.
"Let's not drag this out, Sebastian. You must go on. I have already done so.
I went on, "It's okay that we weren't meant to be together."
My throat still ached from the words.
I had said such things to keep myself safe.
to keep my kid safe.
However, they had left me with a wound that I doubted would ever fully recover.
My heart had suffered a serious injury.
"Emma?" I was startled out of my reverie by Abigail's words.
"Hmm?"
She abruptly halted in front of a baby boutique, with its window display brimming with pl
