Slowly walking along the streets in the harsh cold night, my thoughts are absent.

My stomach is grumbling.

My throat is dry from lack of water.

My body is weak and my feet hurts.

Above all, my heart is shattered.

My life is flashing through eyes and I can't do anything about it.

I have lost everything.

I have lost Ernest, the love of my life.

I have lost my parents.

I have lost my bag.

I have lost my home.

My entire world is lost.

I have nothing.

Nothing at all.

Just this dress on my body. This phone in my hand and the baby in my belly.

It...