PIPER'S POV

"I'll have one bus ticket, please," I said to the cashier, rubbing my hands against my arm in response to the cold weather as I scanned the bus station, watching different people loiter with their suitcases. I turned my gaze to my soon-to-be baby bump and rubbed my hands against my belly.

"Here," the cashier said, drawing my attention.

"Thank you." I shot her a smile and made my way onto the bus and took a seat, as I waited for the driver to start the bus, and turned to the ...