The Man She Left, The Love She Found

Zara pushed through the swirling snow, her coat dusted white by the storm. At the entrance of a bar, neon lights buzzed and laughter spilled into the night. Just as she shook off the cold, a voice rose above the noise—sharp, insistent.

"Hey, bro. Landon!"

The name stopped her in her tracks. Zara's stomach instantly twisted.

"I heard Zara’s pregnant. Congrats!"

Before she could even register what was happening, she heard the familiar clink of glass, followed by Landon's scoff.

"You mean Zara? So what if she’s pregnant? I don’t want the child."

A heavy silence followed.