I tried desperately to piece the pendant back together, but no matter what I did, it wouldn't be whole again.
The sky opened up, and rain began to fall.
I sat slumped on the ground, sobbing.
At some point, an umbrella appeared over my head.
I looked up, crying so hard I could barely breathe.
"Uncle Raymond Fox, Mom's going to blame me. She's definitely going to blame me."
He simply took off his jacket and wrapped it around me, patting my back gently.
"No, she won't. She loved you so much. She would never blame you."
I buried my face against his chest, looking up at him pleadingly.
"There has to be a way to fix it, right?"
Uncle Raymond guided me into the car and drove straight to the airport.
I clutched the broken pendant, my heart gone completely cold, and sent Dominic a message.
"Dominic, I want a divorce."
The Restaurant Ownern I sent him a photo of the abortion record.
"Your lies killed your own child."
Once that was done, I snapped my SIM card in half and tossed it out the window.
At that same moment, Dominic had just dropped Clementine off at the hospital when an inexplicable unease gripped him.
He fumbled for his phone and opened it—just in time to see my messages.
