Chapter 92 CHAPTER 92: In a painful sorrow

TREVOR HUNTER’S Point Of View

SO MANY WORDS FOR THE BROKEN HEART…

IT’S HARD TO SEE IN A CRIMSON LOVE…

SO HARD TO BREATHE WALK WITH ME…

… YOUR EVERY WISH WILL BE DONE…

“I remember when I first played this to you.” I’m referring to the song. “You told me you remembered your mom with this song. But this song… This song reminds me of you.” I closed my phone playing the song of Backstreet boys. “So, please… wake up.”

It’s been three days now and I don’t know how long she will sleep like that. It terrifies me after hearing from the doctor that she had a miscarriage. I lost a valuable person in our life. I lost our child, and it was my fault.

I terribly blame myself. I hurt her. I hurt her so much. I don’t know how much pain she will suffer once she knew that the child was gone.

I wipe the tears came out of my eyes. Trying to dry it up. I don’t want to cry in front of her, but every time I remember what troubles I made. It made me suffer.