The Start

Brinda’s POV The plane doors opened and the first breath of unfamiliar air hit my face. Cold.Sharp.Real.For a moment I just stood there, clutching my baby closer to my chest while the other passengers moved past me with their bags and chatter. Everyone seemed to know where they were going.Everyone except me.“Ma’am?” the flight attendant said gently. “We’ve landed.”“I… yes.” I forced my feet to move.One step.The another.Each step down the narrow aisle felt heavier than the last, like the weight of everything I had left behind was pressing against my chest.Jason.The thought of his name alone made my throat tighten painfully.I swallowed hard.Not now.Not here.I stepped out of the plane and into the airport terminal, my baby shifting softly in my arms.Her tiny fingers curled against the blanket wrapped around h

First Night Alone

Brinda's P.O.V The taxi slowed to a stop in front of a dimly lit building.I lifted my head slowly and looked through the window.A cheap motel.The sign flickered weakly, half the letters barely working.For a moment… I just stared at it.This was it.“Ma’am,” the driver said gently.I blinked and turned to him.“We’re here.”“Oh…” I swallowed. “Thank you.”He hesitated, his eyes studying me through the mirror.“You sure you’re alright?”“The question caught me off guard and for a second, I almost laughed.”“Alright?” I muttered.“I had just run away from my life, nearly got killed, gave birth, left the man I loved and landed in a strange city with a new born baby and no plan.”But instead, I forced a small nod.“I’m fine.”The lie came out too quickly.Too easily.He didn’t look convinced.“You

The Hidden Act

Jason’s POV I didn’t move and I couldn’t.The note was stil in my hand slightly crumpled from how tightly I had been gripping it.My eyes stayed fixed on the words like if I read them enough times… they would change.They didn’t.“Goodbye… forever.”The words echoed in my head like curse.“No…” I whispered under my breath.“This doesn’t make sense.” My chest tightened again.She wouldn’t leave like this.Not Brinda. Not after everything. Not after what we just… built.“She was scared,” I muttered, pacing slowly.“That’s all. She was scared.”But even as I said it, something inside me refused to believe it.Brinda was many things.Broken.Guarded.Stubborn.But she wasn’t a coward.She wouldn’t run without a reason.So what happened?My jaw clenched.“What aren’t you t

I won't give up

Brinda’s P.O.VThe knock came again.Sharp.Loud.My heart jumped straight to my throat.I froze where I sat, my baby still in my arms, her tiny body warm against mine.“Who… who is it?” I whispered, my voice barely coming out.No response.Just silence.My grip tightened around her.This wasn’t right.No one was supposed to know I was here.No one.My heart started racing.What if they found me?What if—Another knock.Slower this time.Deliberate.I swallowed hard.“Okay…” I whispered to myself. “Okay…”I couldn’t just sit here forever.I carefully placed my baby on the bed, adjusting the blanket around her.“Mommy will be right back,” I murmured softly, brushing my fingers against her cheek.She stirred slightly but didn’t wake.I stood up slowly, my legs sti

I can't lose her

Brinda's P.O.V I didn’t know how I got back to the motel.My legs moved.My body walked.But my mind?It was somewhere else.Every “no” I heard today echoed in my head like a curse.No.No.No.I pushed the door open and stepped inside slowly, closing it behind me with a soft click.Silence.The kind that felt heavy.I stood there for a few seconds, just staring at nothing.“…This isn’t how I thought today would go,” I whispered.My baby shifted slightly in my arms.I looked down at her.Her tiny face was calm.Peaceful.Like the world wasn’t already trying to break us.“I tried,” I murmured.“I really tried.”I walked to the bed and sat down slowly, placing her gently beside me.“I thought… maybe someone would just give me a chance.”A small laugh escaped my lips.

First Job

Brinda’s P.O.V“Hospital?” I repeated, my voice shaking.The pharmacist didn’t soften his expression.“Yes. Immediately.”My chest tightened.Immediately.Like I had that kind of option.“I…” my lips trembled. “I don’t have that kind of money.”He didn’t respond immediately.And that silence?It made everything worse.“Please,” I said quickly, my voice breaking as I held my baby closer. “There has to be something else. Anything. I just… I just got here. I don’t have a job yet. I don’t have anyone—”“You’re wasting time,” he cut in, his tone firm.My heart dropped.“I’m not trying to waste time,” I said, panic rising in my chest. “I’m trying to save my baby.”His jaw tightened slightly.“Then take her to the hospital.”“I can’t!” I snapped, my voice louder than I intended.People turned to look at me.I didn’t care.