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It was the only thing I asked of them before I die.

I wanted to be able to tell you how grateful I am for meeting you and for making me fall in love with you.

Because of you, I finally understand why everyone loves love and why everyone is also scared of it.

You never once made me doubt your love for me.

I hope that when I’m gone, you’ll still be able to show that love.

I’ve been kind of prolonging telling you this, but I haven’t been feeling well lately and it’s not because of food poisoning or me being sick. I knew I was pregnant; I just didn’t want it to be true because so much was going on and we couldn’t raise a child together while everything was happening.

I don’t know if the baby will survive the procedure. They say it’s rare for children to survive this early on.

I’m 25 weeks pregnant.

I wasn’t showing because the doctor said that sometimes babies are very small to the point where they sometimes won’t show until the last few months.

I already have some name ideas for the baby.

For a girl, I want her name to be Luna. It means moon.

For a boy I want his name to be Roman, I know it’s your middle name. I found out from your sister.

I’ve always wanted my children to have names related to the sky or stars. You know how much I love them.

But if you’d like to change it you can. I just thought it’d be nice to give you some ideas.

Also, last thing.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry for saving you without discussing it with you. I’m sorry for saving you without giving you a proper goodbye. I’m sorry that you’re going to live in a world without me while also taking care of our child. That’s if it survives but I have hope. I don’t want you to be alone. You need someone to love you and care for you and be there for you like I have. You need something to live for and I hope this baby is it.

Don’t forget, I’m always here if you need me.

I’m positive that I’m going to be with my grandpa up in the sky.

So, if you ever need to talk, just go outside and look up at the stars, Killian.

I love you with all my heart. Take care of our baby.

-Reign Pierce

Fifty-Four

Killian

I lookup at Reign with tears in my eyes.

The letter falls from my hand onto the floor, and I run my fingers through my hair.

Fucking Reign.

I have her heart in my chest and a baby from her waiting for me.

“Why?” I whisper to myself before looking at her. “Why did you have to do this to me?” I stand up and walk towards the wall near the window and start punching it repeatedly. It’s the only thing I know how to do. It’s the only thing I can do right now to somewhat calm myself down and not start breaking shit. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I repeat after every punch. I turn around to look at Reign. “Fucking Reign. I told you not to make me fall in love with you. Why would you do this to me?!” I yell while Reign just lays still and has no expression on her face whatsoever. I walk up to her. “I didn’t want to be here anymore, Reign. I was waiting and I accepted death, but you had to come in and ruin it.”

I grab her hand and press my lips to her soft cold skin before making her hold my jaw like she always would. “Please make it stop hurting, baby. Please. I don’t want to be here anymore. Just make it stop. Make it all go away,” I beg as tears fall from my lids.