Chapter 117

Kiara's pov

Throughout the entire drive I was pleading with the man that I called my husband that I didn't want to go through with this abortion but he played deaf ears to me. It was almost as if I was trying to pour water into a basket and anyone could even tell what the results of that was.

Completely pointless.

The only thing that I was relieved about was that at one point he finally stopped driving like a maniac but that didn't mean that he stopped looking like one all of the veins in his head was clearly visible and his face was looking red like a volcano that was about to implode at any moment it made it hard for me to even speak sometimes my throat feeling scratched and tight, but I had to say something.

He was about to blindly murder his own child. After all, I couldn't just keep quiet and wrap my hands around myself with the seatbelt on me and look out the window as if there wasn't a care in the world inside of my head because there definitely was.

"Bryant, I promise you that