“Softie on the inside? That’s crap, that guy cares about no one but himself. Just why in the world do I have to get entangled with him and I’m even carrying his child?” Riley thought out loud as her hands moved over her baby bump. Although the growth had slowed compared to the first couple of days she first got there, it was still incredibly fast for a fetus. Riley couldn’t help feeling melancholic anytime she thinks of the child. She kept trying not to get attached to him but…”What can I do when you keep appearing in my dreams?” Riley asked as tears laced her eyes at the thought of ending him. “You’re putting up quite a fight aren’t you?” Riley asked as she continue to caress her bump. She knew more than anything, the child inside her want to live, feeling dejected she stood from her bed
