Chapter 8

Amelia’s POV

The sun beat down mercilessly, its rays scorching my weary body as I trudged along the desolate road. Each step became a laborious task, and my pregnant belly felt heavier with every passing moment. The weight of my circumstances pressed upon me, threatening to extinguish the flicker of hope that still burned within.

The path ahead was treacherous, with jagged rocks and uneven terrain. I stumbled occasionally, my body weakened by exhaustion and the strain of carrying an unborn child. The pain radiated through my limbs, a constant reminder of the trials I had endured and the hardships that still awaited me.

As I walked, my mind drifted to the town the taxi driver had described—a haven, a place where I could find solace and support. But doubts gnawed at me. What if the town was nothing more than a mirage, a figment of my desperate imagination? What if I arrived only to be met with closed doors and judgmental stares?

The fear and uncertainty threatened to consume me, but I p