I turned towards her. There was a thought that had been plaguing my mind since the day I had Liah, but I dared not ponder about it, for fear that it might be true.
“Do you think there might have been another?”
“Twins?” Mona began, shaking her head. "I’d have known. I remember so well because I had checked several times hoping I could save her, hoping that when you woke up, I’d be able to tell you that your pup was fine. If there had been another, believe me, I’d have known.”
“Then I guess I shouldn’t think about it anymore. I’m just simply glad that she survived.” I exhaled heavily. I didn’t want to think about how that day three years ago had gone. I’d felt utterly hopeless and miserable at the thought of losing my child.
“Does Brian know?” Mona asked me and I shook my head.
“He does
