“Please,” she sobbed, “don’t do this! You can’t leave me here!”
He glared through the falling snow, unmoved. “My mother comes first,” he said. “You’re just my wife.”
A Stranger’s Light in the Storm
For a moment, Leah couldn’t move. The world blurred through her tears. Every breath sent pain rippling through her belly. She wrapped her coat tighter and whispered to herself, “You have to stay awake… for the baby.”
Minutes, or maybe hours, passed. The snow thickened. The road stayed empty. Hope began to fade — until she saw a pair of headlights cutting through the storm.
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