In the quiet of our bedroom—the one that had once been ours —I had packed my bag. The one in which we made a lifelong commitment to one another.

Even though I had no idea where I was going I had to go. I had lost ownership of the house—our house. Not after his words, what he had done. I still felt as though the divorce papers were suffocating me like a weight in my hands.

Everything I believed we had was torn apart by a thin stack of legal sheets. Without even looking at them Liam had given them to me as if they were just another document to be completed and crossed off his list of things to do.

Just icy indifference without hesitation or emotion. It was impossible for me to stay. Not in that residence. Not when the void looms like a dense mist between us.

So I left. I had no idea where to go but the street outside seemed like a good place to be. An area where I could vanish. Even though the night air was abrasive against my skin, it was unable to quench the fire within me.

Like a puppet with its strings cut, my legs move aimlessly and without direction. I could not find my way. I felt completely lost. Every step reverberated in the silence and the sounds of the outside world appeared far away—too far away to care about, too far away to reach.

No plans, no future for me.

My life seemed to have been abruptly wiped out and I was clueless about how to begin anew. I had no idea where to go. I inhaled the cool air deeply but it didn’t make me feel full.

The pain in my chest didn’t go away. What had happened? How had Liam, the person I had devoted my life to and loved, turned into a complete stranger? Then there was the baby’s weight.

In a protective instinct, my hands were on my stomach. However if I was unable to defend myself, what good was that protection? Even though it seemed like the world was spinning too quickly I didn’t mind. I had to continue walking. Keep going.

The sound of a car engine interrupted my train of thought. When I looked up it seemed like time was slowing down. As the car accelerated toward me the headlights were blazing down on me. I became immobile and unable to run as my body froze rooted to the ground.

I was startled by the sound of the horn but it was too late. The vehicle was too fast and too close. I hardly had time to respond. In addition to the world tilting and spinning uncontrollably my legs gave way under me.

The tires locked up as the car screeched but it was too close.

As I waited for whatever would happen,I closed my eyes. However it never came. I was just inches away when the car abruptly swerved to the side. My legs were weak and unsteady and I felt lightheaded from the force of the near miss.

My mind was racing, my head a jumble of panic and shock.

I tried to move but then the darkness started closing in on me…

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I was not alone.I forced my eyelids to open .

There was someone else…There was a man kneeling so close to me, his face above mine, his eyes wide with worry.

He spoke to me in a soft, calming voice that was mixed with urgency. “Hey, stay with me please. Do you hear me?”

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