When the group arrived home, it took everyone more than an hour to settle Queenie down comfortably in the guest room. Feeling perhaps safe in a familiar environment, she fell asleep rather quickly.

Laura went to brew her something delicious and nutritious while Andrew and I sat on the couch in silence.

Recalling the image of Queenie collapsing on the floor, I first felt fear, then I cried. I cried and cried.

I felt terrible for Queenie. She was such a sweet girl, but she was done wrong by Flynn. He was a jerk. Not to mention that baby who didn't have a chance to see this world. The baby deserved all the love in the world. But due to her irresponsible father, she had to leave her mother.

I felt guilty and stupid. Why didn't I notice that Queenie was pregnant? Why didn't I take better care of her?

If she was sent to the hospital a second later, she could have died.

"Andrew, Queenie is a very sweet girl. But she isn't lucky. You-"

I wanted to tell him that while Queenie used to date Flynn and even bore his child once, she was nonetheless the purest soul in the world. She had only misplaced her trust in a jerk.

give her any false hope. Otherwise,

more influential than Flynn's. They could get rid of Queenie as easily as they could squash a bug. I knew she wouldn't be able to survive it

to hand out any sweet promises.

her. I won't let her suffer

life? What a crazy promise, yet it was

the truth, a happy life

think that someone in this world would shower Queenie in love, to deliver her from the abyss of suffering and give her happiness...

when I was nothing but a teary mess, the door flung

gentle yet concerned eyes, his

Colin was back!

Saturday. Instead of hanging out with friends, he came to keep me

Colin I missed, alright. He was the Colin who

Colin stashed the keys inside his pockets and rushed toward me, not even bothering to change into slippers. He knelt

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