Our baby, I thought You... My god what did I do?

I had never seen anyone cry as he did. As if every part of him was breaking down, he mourned like never before begging for forgiveness.

The blood of our child was in his hands now not mine and he deserved it, every bit of it.

I don't know why but there was simper plastered on my face as I witnessed him suffer. It gave me a great deal of satisfaction. I was relishing in his pain.

I scoff at our fate and at how it had pushed us to become so low. Even gutter could be called chaste than us; One who killed his own child and another who was actually relieved at its death.

To be honest, he made it easier for me. I went to abort it however I couldn't do so after all, it wasn't its fault and comprehending my situation the doctor had recommended that I should take some time to take the decision.

My mother too had suggested against the abortion and even ensured me that she would support me all the way. No matter what the case was, it would still be her daughter's blood, therefore, she wanted her grandchild to be the part of this world even though it was a by-product of someone's crimes.

I was contemplating if I was a sinner for wanting to kill my own child due to fear and the backlash from society but even though I knew I couldn't give it a decent life, I wanted to give it a chance.

But now, Taehyung had severed every last bit of connection we had.

"Tia, I am so sorry" He was in his knee with his finger clasped together in front of me while I numbly stared at him.

"Our baby, I thought you...my god what did I do?" his voice cracked, tears never failing to stream down his face as he covered his mouth with his hand tainted with blood not being able to come into terms with the truth that he was the one who ended his own blood.