Prologue

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What's that saying? You have to lose it all to truly find out what you're made of? Yeah, I was kind of the poster child for that. I thought I hit rock bottom when my entire family disappeared in a cloud of dust right before my eyes. But there was a silver lining to that dark cloud. In a support group for survivors I met Nick. Nick was my silver lining. He made me feel again. He was the reason I smiled again. Everything was looking brighter. And then I suffered a miscarriage. And I was back under this dark cloud. But still, my silver lining never left my side. I got better, I went to therapy and almost a year after losing our first baby, I got pregnant again. And this time it stuck. I gave birth to a beautiful little girl and we named her Lucy. Then, on her first birthday, everyone came back and I hoped the worst was behind us. But fate is cruel and hope is a cruel mistress. I lost Nick when his car was struck by a drunk driver. And I hit rock bottom hard. I struggled in private, refusing to let anyone see just how much I was broken, least of all Lucy. I put everything into making sure that she never felt that she was lacking because her dad was gone. I put on my brave face and spread myself way too thin. I wasn't sleeping well anymore and that is what led to us being late that fateful Thursday morning.

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