He picked up Grace who was trapped in the snow. My clothes all over my body had been soaked by the snow water. I dragged my frozen legs forward in the heavy snow, tightly holding onto his clothes,
"Dale, I can't walk anymore."
Dale pushed me away in disgust.
"Still, don't hold onto me. Don't drag me and Grace down with you."
My body had started to stiffen, but my heart ached so much more. Burning tears flew from my eyes, and my lips were frozen purple.
"Dale, but I'm already pregnant..."
Even though he didn't love me, it was our baby. He was the father.
He snorted, "You came up with such a clumsy excuse just to make me save you? You're so disgusting!"
The disgust in his eyes was shown in his words. I just realized that he had already despised me to this extent.
He even thought I was lying to him about being pregnant.
"I'm not lying. It's true, and..."
I wanted to tell him that I was in poor health and that being pregnant was not an easy thing for me.
"Enough! You're always so selfish. Grace has asthma, do you know? She will die if she stays here!"
I was almost buried under 3 feet of snow, looking at him absentmindedly.