Laura’s POVThe mansion stood before me, and thus, I was standing outside, clutching my suitcase. Even though it was spring, the night air was chill. White puffs would come out of my mouth. My fingers were tremulous, but not from the cold. A feeling of fear had engulfed them.One last time, I looked back at the house, which I once lived in, working, cleaning, laughing, even if I was the only one laughing. The windows were dark. Antonio had not even bothered to come or bid me farewell. Maybe that was his final act of kindness. I looked away. The street was silent; no cars, no taxis: nothing but streetlights stretching into the distance like lonely stars. I began to walk slowly; heels clicking against the sidewalk, echoing like tiny warnings. I had no idea where I was going; I had no plans ahead, no apartment to go to, no friends to meet, and no family to turn to.Just a suitcase, a little cash, and this growing secret.I was pregnant with Antonio's child. The same man who said, "T
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