Chapter 48 A Flicker Of Hope

• Juliet Taylor
• I never hesitated—not for a single moment. From the instant those cold, dismissive words left his lips, I knew my choice. I packed my things and left his house, determined to start anew in my own apartment. But, of course, Desmond wasn’t one to let go so easily. His obsession followed me, tearing through my carefully built walls like a storm, bringing chaos and destruction into my sanctuary. He insisted the baby would ruin my body, destroy my career, and drag me down. But I refused to believe his venomous lies. My baby wasn’t his to dictate over—she was mine. My light. My salvation. And I would never let him take that away from me.
• A week later, I moved into my tiny apartment, carrying nothing but a suitcase, my prenatal vitamins, and my resolve. Everything else, I earned for myself. I enrolled in prenatal care, invested in yoga and exercise, and began preparing for the daunting journey ahead. I knew Desmond’s words would linger, but I refused to let them poison my resolve.