Zephyr POV
I didn't know where I was going, all I knew was that I wanted to be far away from him as possible. As my bare feet slapped against cold road, each step sent pain shooting up my spine and I could feel my body shutting down but I had no choice, so I kept moving.
I saw people look at me and they all had the same look. I mean what are the chances of seeing a heavily pregnant woman crying and walking aimlessly barefooted at four in the morning. None of them stopped to help me or even ask if I was fine.
"Please," I said to a woman walking a dog. "Please help me. I need your help" What she did next broke me. She crossed the street and didn't look back. I tried again with a man in a suit. "Please, someone's after me. I need your help." He pulled out his phone and for just a second I
