She thought to herself, âBrian, youâll be alright, wonât you? You love me.
You love me so much, so you should be fine.
You wouldnât want me to remarry or raise our child alone, right?â
Her belly twitched, and the baby inside kicked uneasily as it sensed her distress.
Rosalynn held her stomach and she slowly collapsed to the ground.
âBrian, you have to live.
You must survive,â she thought as the last bit of strength left her.
A sharp sound broke the silence, the screeching of brakes coming from behind her.
Sanfordâs panicked voice filled the air.
âRosalyn, are you alright? Wake up!â
Rosalynn wanted to tell him to save Brian, but darkness engulfed her, silencing her voice.
When she woke again, Rosalynn found herself in a hospital bed.
The sterile smell of disinfectant filled the air, and she felt disoriented.
âMy dear, youâre awake,â said Gail, sitting beside her and holding her hand.
Rosalynn slowly came back to her senses, her eyes misting over.
She touched her belly instinctively.
âMom, is my baby okay?â
âThe baby is fine.
Donât worry,â Gail assured her gently.
âWhat about Brian? Where is he?â Rosalynn asked anxiously, gripping her motherâs hand tighter.
She and the baby were fine.
Was Brian alright too?
Gailâs eyes reddened at the mention of Brian.
âHe fell into the sea with his car.
Theyâve pulled the car out, but they havenât found him yet.
Your father, Lyndon, and his friends are still looking.
â
Brian was missing.
Her husband hadnât been found.
Rosalynn tightened her grip on Gailâs hand, biting her lip to keep from crying out.
Gailâs heart ached at her daughterâs distress.
âDear, youâre still pregnant.
For the babyâs sake, you must stay strong and not lose hope.
Besides, Brian is just missing, not dead.
He must still be alive!â
Hearing this, Rosalynn took a deep breath, trying to release the pain in her heart.