She hugged herself and started running, her feet feeling as light as air.
But after only two minutes, a sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen.
Janina was forced to stop, bending over and clutching her stomach.
Her plan had been to get an abortion after the divorce. She didn't want to keep this child; she wanted nothing to do with anything related to Julius.
So now, with this pain, she was terrified for both her life and the baby's.
She hadn't lived enough yet. She didn't want to die!
Just then, an eerie gust of wind blew past, carrying a damp chill.
Janina pressed on her stomach and staggered forward. She didn't dare stop.
Vaguely, she thought she spotted a tent under the bridge ahead. Janina didn't care about anything else—she'd once heard that ghosts usually avoid passing under bridges. That thought alone gave her the strength to push through the pain and run toward it.
It took her only three minutes to reach the space under the bridge.
Suddenly—
Thump!
The sound was clear in her ear, the same sound she had heard earlier.
Janina slowly turned her head and saw a monster covered in hair under the bridge, its back to her, hammering at something.
Janina's pupils constricted. She quickly covered her mouth and pressed herself against the bridge wall, planning to retreat to a safe distance before running back up to the road.
But the creature sensed her presence and whipped its head around.
"Who's there?" A man's deep, hoarse voice reached Janina's ears.
Just as the sky began to lighten, the man took some bread and water from a cloth bag and tossed them in front of Janina. Without a word, he turned back and settled onto his makeshift bed.
Janina looked at his back and said, "Thank you."
She grabbed the bread and water and began to eat ravenously. She had never been this hungry before. She ate so fast that she started coughing.
"Hey, slow down. Eat like that and people will think you haven't seen food in a week. No one's going to take it from you," the man said, watching her devour the meal.
Janina took a few sips of water to soothe her throat and looked at the man. "I was just really hungry. I'm sorry."
After she spoke, the man suddenly jumped up and walked over to her. He pushed aside the hair that covered half his face, crouched down, and asked Janina, "Are you homeless?"
When Janina saw the man's face clearly, she was shocked. Last night, the light had been too dim, and his face had been obscured by his long hair. Seeing his long-haired coat, Janina had assumed he was an old man.
Now, seeing his face clearly, she realized he wasn't old at all, probably around thirty. It was just his clothes and hairstyle that made him look like a homeless person.

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