ASHLEY'S P. O. V

Sometimes, the hardest part of loving someone is knowing when to let them go.

And that was what I did, I let Kellan go, now I'm all alone.

Lying down in bed, staring at the ceiling, asking myself too many ‘what ifs’

What if I had just told Kellan about the baby?

What if he finds out and hates me for it?

What if I can't raise this child myself?

What if this baby dies too?

Too many thoughts sit with me in this silence. It's been four days since I walked out of Kellan's ...