Winter had another weird dream involving Aiden.
She was standing on the balcony, rubbing her stomach as she was about to make the jump to end her and her son's life so they could escape their misery.
But as she put her hand on the balcony railing, she suddenly felt a warm hand hugging her from behind.
She immediately knew who it was.
She had spent years with this man, and he embraced her almost every night as they fell asleep.
Yet, she still couldn't get enough of it.
"Aiden…" Winter murmured as she gently rested her head on his chest. "Do you know what I'm going to do next?"
"Yes," Aiden replied. Winter noticed the heaviness in his voice, indicating that Aiden wasn't happy with her decision.
Winter chuckled. "Why are you mad at me? I'm at my breaking point, Aiden. That bastard stole everything from me and left me broken-hearted with a baby that will be born unloved."
