38| He Needs Me

Living with my parents again after being on my own for the last six years made me feel like a kid again. They made sure that I rested plenty and that I was eating correctly, taking my prenatal vitamins, they even brought in a doctor for me to see how I’m healing so I wouldn’t have to leave the house.

I felt warm, comfortable, loved, but I lacked one feeling: safe. The nightmares of someone coming to hurt my child haunt me and have taken over my mind, leaving me in fear each day regardless of the security around the house.

I hadn’t gone outside at all because I don’t want the press to get any photos of me in my vulnerable state, and I definitely don’t want them to get any pictures of my growing baby bump. 

The media had never learned about my pregnancy in the first place, so they didn’t have to be told anything after the crash, and I sent a text to Dominic while I was still in the