Unworthy of Love
Language: en
When Colin lost his memory, he thought I was a grifter. He tossed a black card at me and told me to get lost. Clutching the card and staring at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test I’d just taken, I happily ran for it. I had money, a baby on the way, and I didn’t have to deal with that perpetually stone-faced man. Life was looking pretty sweet. But my joy was short-lived. A few days later, I was at the supermarket picking up prenatal formula when I bumped right into Colin. Once, twice, three times… The more we ran into each other, the stranger his gaze became, like he was looking at…