Chapter 142

Jojo: How could I stop? How could I turn around? When the last person I told myself I had wanted to set my eyes on was inside that room, and the son to a woman I had come to take as my second mother. How did someone even come back from that? What was I supposed to do next? What was to be my next step? This had to be some kind of cruel joke. I tried to tell myself. Why did it matter that he was here? Why did I care that he would find out I was pregnant if he saw me? He had barely given me the chance to speak after all? Why was I not angry enough to match to him and tell him the type of arrogant and ignorant man I thought he was? Why did I feel a strong mix of anger, fear, and...hope? I did not know, all I knew was that I continued to walk as briskly as I could. Until it happened. It suddenly felt as though my intestines were being pulled out of my stomach. Something sharp, too harp to ignore cut through my lower abdomen and attacked the upper part. I stood still, unable to move or do an