Even if I can avoid prison time for five years, I will never be redeemed.
Besides, where can I go after I get out of prison?
I'm tired of wandering, but I won't stay in this city and listen to the love affairs of Frances and Hilda.
Therefore, the best choice for me is to take this baby back to prison, and to stay far away from this noisy city and everything related to Frances.
Perhaps, time is the best medicine.
Frances will slowly fade from my mind, and I will forget him one day.
That's what I believe.
But in the end, it turns out to be very ridiculous.
The deep love can never be diluted by years.
Even if I have tried my best, I can never forget the man that I love more than anyone.
David puts me in a separate room. It's more like a hotel suite than a prison cell.
It is equipped with a queen bed as well as a bathroom.
Clothes of four seasons will be delivered to me, and some people will regularly take meals to me per day.
Apart from not being able to communicate with the outside world, my prison life is almost the same with the ordinary life.
During this period, a doctor came twice and told me that there is nothing wrong with the baby for the time being. However, he can't make sure until he can get the detailed report of the fetus in a few months.
And, how are Frances and Hilda?
I don't know.
I haven't heard from them since I got back to prison.
I don't have guts to ask, fearing that I will burst into tears upon knowing about their sweet life.
Besides, no one can answer me here.
David might have asked the prison to deny me visiting rights. No one comes to see me since I was pregnant.
Time passes day by day.
One month.
Two months.
Three months.
Four months.
The baby in my belly finally moves.
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