Demian.
At first it seemed like a joke.
I also couldn't believe it, but I had lost my son.
If I were alone then I probably would have done far worse crying than Becca did, but I wasn't, and most of all, she needed me now more than ever, there was no way I was going to let her deal with such grief alone.
I thought, hoped and prayed that our new family would be successful.
I could already picture myself, carrying my child in my arms and watching him grow as I make up for all the times that I had missed with Arnold.
But…..
All of my dreams were shattered in one night.
Who would have thought that I would be holding a death certificate, shortly after I was giving a birth certificate, to think that all my dreams would be shattered in just mere hours.
I was left heartbroken.
If anything, I felt anger well up inside me, and a silly thought crossed my mind.
'If only Arnold wasn't there.'
