||Rosie's POV||
"Rosie, do you really have to leave?" My father asked as he stood at the corner of my room watching me pack my things. "We could find some other solutions here."
"Yes, my dear… please listen to your father. We can work harder and make a good living for the baby. You don't have to run like this… what do you want us to do without you?"
My heart shattered at her words. I stopped what I was doing and took her hands. "Mother, I can assure you that there is no other way. Father, there is simply no other solution…"
"But you told us they don't know about this. What is the worse that could happen?" My father insisted.
"What if they both come knocking?" I asked, already visualizing the horrific scene. "Father, I would never wish for such embarrassment for you. No, please just let me go. Once I settled down, you may even come and stay with me… I am sure we would be fine."
