Selene

“If things get tighter for her, I don’t mind getting rid of the baby.” Those words stung my heart as they left his mouth and entered my ear, piercing my heart and dividing it in two, then shattering it… afterwards pounding it to powder as though it was a dry crust of bread and not flesh. Tears stung my eyes and my throat suddenly had so much in it. My baby moved in me, kicking and reminding me that it was in me and could feel all my emotions through my blood.

I managed to swallow hard. I rubbed my belly slowly yet firmly, reminding my child that I...