Darrell's POV
"No, that's not possible! No, please tell me this is a dream! Please tell me I did not lose my baby!" Larrissa asked, tears in her eyes..
I clenched my fist, realising there was nothing I could do to make this better..
"I'm really sorry, Larissa"
Larissa burst into tears, wailing and kicking in anger.
There was nothing I could do, and it hurt my heart to watch her screaming like that..
I couldn't help but feel like this was entirely my fault. If I hadn't kicked her out without anyone to help him, maybe this wouldn't have happened..
It's not a matter of maybe or maybe not! It is entirely my fault, and I should take responsibility for this.
"No! My baby! This can't be happening to me! No!!"
She was battered, and I could feel all of her pain in my veins.
I tried to move close to her and wrap my hands around her, but I felt myself stuck where I stood.
