Chapter 92
- Derrick's POV
- The past few months have been the worst for me. Hermione had lost the pregnancy and haunted me with the knowledge of it daily. This morning, the ranting had begun, and I was just about sick of it as I was months ago.
- “...you don't love me. Why are you still with me? The guilt? You are with me because of guilt right?” She yelled, her disheveled hair smelling of days-old grime.