Chapter 98 Not Saying Goodbye
- The fear had me dizzy, nausea threatening to cover the car with my vomit.
- “Peter, hold on baby, hold on my love, for me, for us.”
- I felt delusional. What if he was already dead? There was so much blood. I had taken so much time pulling him outside, looking for the cars, finding keys and then opening the gate. Hope dwindled but I refused to give up. I was not going to lose him.