I Was Beaten and Miscarried, Then He Went Insane

The hands that once risked everything for Gunner were nearly shattered by an opponent on the field.

Gunner was personally tending to my female opponent's sprained ankle.

The lips Gunner once praised as so kissable were now bloodied and missing teeth.

Gunner was savoring the taste of my female opponent's lipstick.

Finally, I stopped struggling to defend myself, allowing my opponent's fists to strike my slightly protruding belly.

When the blood flowing from my lower body stained the entire arena red, Gunner finally realized something was wrong and ran towards me like a madman.

Later, Gunner, who had never been superstitious, went completely insane.

He knelt in every church in the city, begging just to see his deceased wife and child one last time.