She couldn't possibly never see Joshua Sulliven again.
But she was really scared, scared that he would ask her to abort the child again.
Even more scared that if she refused, he might force her.
If that really happened, what should she do?
Keira Leaf gently covered her stomach with her hand, she really wanted to give birth to this child, even though she was not ready yet.
She wasn't ready to accept an unhealthy child, nor was she ready to give it more care and love.
Perhaps her decision was indeed headstrong, a kind of irresponsibility in another way.
But she always believed that the arrival of each child was a fate brought by destiny, a bond of blood, a predestined force.
Yet she wasn't prepared to henceforth bear the unusual gazes with her, nor had she thought about what to do if one day she were to die young.
Keira Leaf fell silent, leaning back in her chair, zoning out for a long time.
It was almost eleven o'clock before the theater crew wrapped up.
