Chapter 10 Rest Easy

_Neon

Meghan walked back inside the house with a brave face on, but there was a look of pure terror behind her eyes when I told her to terminate the pregnancy. It was full of misery. She was trying so hard to appear unfazed but even the way her shoulders sagged sold her out. I wondered for a second if that meant she was sure that I was the father. In that case, I would rather there was no baby than have a baby get lost in the system once realization sank in.

"Oh." she looked shell-shocked and her voice sounded like it was coming from anywhere but her. I must have looked like that the day the doctor told me about her pregnancy.

"How far along was she?" I had asked the aging doctor.

"Eight weeks, if she makes a full recovery, she should be able to carry to term." eight weeks didn't help with anything because that was when we had been intimate and the time the attack had taken place.

"Are you saying she might not make it?"

"She will. But I'm not so sure about the baby. It's too early