Chapter88

#Chapter88

Epilogue

LARISA

A year later...

I threw the little empty box in the trash next to me and picked up my bottle, drinking more water to get rid of the better taste sticking on my tongue.

After drinking a few more gulps, I dropped the bottle on the makeup table Infront of me and stare at the mirror. I let out a sigh as I stare at my reflection.

I just finished yet another box of pregnancy control pills. I don't know if I am still sticking to my tragic past or just not ready to get pregnant again. Does my dear husband knows that I take them? No, not at all. I feel guilty, including every time he brings up being a father. We got married a year ago and he has been nothing but a loving and caring husband to me.