Erick
The drive back into Smallville felt endless.
The moment the pilot touched down, I was already halfway out of the plane before the wheels even stopped rolling.
The world outside was a blur of grey and green, and my pulse was hammering hard enough to make my vision pulse with it.
I’d been restless since the call and that image burned into my mind like fire.
I could still see her clearly, stepping out of the car, the sunlight washing over her face, her hand gently cradling the curve of her stomach.
Our pup.
For a heartbeat, I had been too stunned to breathe, too overwhelmed to think.
All the months of searching, the frustration of dead ends, the sleepless nights, they vanished the instant I saw her.
She was real and alive.
I was starting to think maybe she is actually
