Richard’s shout echoed in my head, the panic in his voice sharp. I closed my eyes and held my breath.

So this was it. This was really it.

When I miscarried, this was what I wanted. I had prayed my heart should just stop. I didn't want to deal with the pain, so I prayed for death. And now that death was staring me in the face, I was so scared.

I didn't want to die like this. There were so many things I hadn't done. I haven't said I love you back to Alexander and Leonardo. I haven't apologized to my sisters because of how we left things and...