53

DANIEL

Livid with the turnout of events, I decided to step out for a moment to clear my head. After locking Rose up, giving her the instruction not to leave, I headed to the bar.

Bottles after bottles littered the table, still yet, I wasn't sober. I wanted to forget my worries as soon as possible but they kept staring at me in the face and making a mockery of me.

“Why will she do that?” I muttered, my mind centered on the possibility of Rose getting rid of the child. Shaking my head sideways, I balled my fists and then sent them into the table.

“She wouldn't do that.” I muttered, shaking my head sideways. I was finding it hard to believe that Rose purposely got rid of my child.

That night, it was a miracle that I was able to get home without getting involved in an accident.

The following morning, I woke up with a splitting headache as the event of the previous day set it. Rubbing my forehead, I swung my feet off the bed and then groped my way into the bathroom.

On my return, my mind qu