Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. That's what she kept telling herself as she drove through the beckoning water drops falling down both inside and out. She could hardly see but knew it was the right thing to do. There's no way she could stay, he hated her for what she was, what she had achieved. It wasn't her fault he resented her for wanting to do what was right.

Crash - and it all was over. Her last thought was her baby and how she would make a great mum, visions of playing in the park, splashing in the pool, tucking him in at night. At least her final thoughts were happy ones and she could now have peace of mind forever. He loved her.