Thinking of Lorenzo’s ruthless nature, my spine went cold. To save my life, I had to think several steps ahead.
“What kind of junk quality is this? How could it lock automatically when it was supposed to? My daughter-in-law is pregnant! If anything happens to the baby, I’ll complain to you.”
The moment she finished berating the lock company’s staff, she rushed to the window to check on me.
“Patricia, don’t panic! How’s the baby? Nothing can happen to the child! I’m coming in right now!”
Fearing she might lose the precious life growing inside me, she pounded frantically on the window. My phone vibrated twice and I glanced at the text message I’d just received.
[Take the medicine and start the process in 10 minutes. I’ll come as soon as I hear from you.]
I turned off the screen and gently stroked the little life that had been with me for seven months. With reddened eyes, I bid farewell.
“Baby, don’t blame me. I had no choice.”
After swallowing the pink pill with tears, the locked door was kicked open.
“Patricia, does your stomach still hurt? Let me take a good look!”
She carefully stroked my belly. Pushing her hand away forcefully, I feigned a casual expression.