No Return After Goodbye

Summary

When I was seven months pregnant, my husband, Brandon Adkins, got into a car accident.

I held my belly and rushed over as fast as I could, but by the time I got there, his body was already mangled beyond recognition.

The shock hit so hard that I started bleeding right there.

At my lowest point, it was the eldest son of the Elledges who got me to the hospital and handled Brandon's funeral.

Three years later, Brandon showed up out of nowhere, holding his first love.

He pulled me into a tight embrace, voice soft as he explained, "I'm sorry. Alanna was terminally ill.