Six years later, we were with our only son Owen sitting on a couch. I looked into the air and smiled. I was heavily pregnant with another child who I was going to deliver soon.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and shouted. Donald rushed to my side while Owen watched me.

"What is wrong?, Is everything alright?" Donald asked me.

I couldn't say anything so I just touched my stomach.

Donald looked at me and pointed to Owen.

"Get the car key." He said to Owen who walked to the center table and brought out the car key.

I was sweating profusely as the pain was...