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"I didn't-" I tried to explain but he would listen to me. He carried her in his arms and stomped out of the house. 

I couldn't believe what was going on. I only pulled my hand away from her grip and she fell. I should have avoided the situation from the very beginning. 

"If anything happens to my grandchild, I will kill you myself," Sara said to me before she went after her son. It was all messed up. I was all alone.

I waited for feedback but got none. Minutes turned into hours but Damien wasn't back. While waiting patiently for him to show up, Mother suddenly stomped into the living room and pointed her fingers at me. "You have done enough now, Abigail. You even went as far as killing a child, for what reason?" 

My eyes went round at the revelation. Kill a child? The child didn't make it?

.....

"Please can I make a call to someone?" I requested for the tenth time, but the officer ignored me again. "Please, this is important." I cried.

He rolled his eyes and finally took his gaze to me. "Why bother when you don't have anyone to help you out? Just forget about it, you are stuck in here all your life."

"Just help me, please."

He let out a deep sigh and finally agreed to my request. He opened the cell and led me to his table where a telephone was. 

Would they ever accept her back? I was selfish. I abandoned them all because of some stupid love and when everything went south, I needed them again.

I know they wouldn't forgive me but I was ready to try. I swallowed hard the bile making its way up to my throat and dialed the number I had memorized since I was little. So grateful he never changed it.

"Hello?" 

I let out the tears lingering in my eyes, allowing my pain to flow along with it. Hearing his voice brought so much relief but memory of how they had tried to stop me but I was too blinded by love to realize what they were saying to me was the truth.

"Hello?" His voice came again on the other end.

"Father," I called in a low, almost inaudible voice that I wasn't sure he heard me, but to my surprise, he called out my name.

"Abigail?!" 

I nodded even though he wasn't there to see me. "It's me, father." I cried.

"Where are you? What happened to you? Did anyone hurt my baby?" He questioned at once but realizing he was beginning to panic, he took in a sharp breath to calm himself, before he requested. "Turn on your location now. They will come to pick you up." 

"I am at the police station. I am calling through an office line."

"Police station? What are you doing there?"

I sniffed and pursed my lips, not knowing how well to speak out my situation to him. He made it easier when he added, "Don't worry, you will be out of there immediately."

The call hangs up...

I was taken back to my cell and I immediately found my way to the bed. I was rest assured again but my heart was so cold and heavy, remembering what had happened to me. How it all turned against me. 

I rested my head on my knees, feeling so weak. The rumbling in my stomach reminded me of my emptiness. I had nothing to eat yet. 

I was still occupied with the different thoughts running through my head when suddenly, I heard a familiar voice call out to me.

I raised my head and my breath hitched. "Damien?" Did he finally realize the truth? Was he there to rescue me? So many questions ran through my head in just those few minutes that ran by.

He stared at me for a while and that got my heart beating fast, threatening to pull out of my chest. I was curious to know why he was with me even though he said he never wanted to see me again. 

"Why did you do it?" He suddenly asked, breaking off the hope I was building again. He was there to insult and push me away again.

I rested my back against the wall resignedly, letting go of my hope. He would never believe me. He believes Jenna more than me even though it was so obvious those pictures were edited. Who was the one taking the pictures? In one of the pictures, I was staring directly at the camera and so was Jenna, who was tied behind me. 

She is a good actress and she did her role well.

"You won't believe anything I say, so why are you here?"

He scoffed and shook his head, "I just need an answer. You committed a great crime and you aren't bothered about it? You made me lose my child."

I opened my mouth to reply when someone beat me to it, "Abigail?" I tilted my head to where the voice came from and I couldn't explain the huge relief that surged through me immediately.

"Edward!" I called and stood up. It's been a while and I finally got to see him again. I just wanted to step out and hug him so tight, but the bars stood as a barrier. 

He rushed over to the cell and took my hand in his. "What happened to you?"

"So this is him? This is the man Rose and mother talked about?" I heard Damien come beside me, bringing my attention to him. He scoffed and pointed accusingly at me. "You bloody cheater!"