---- Hair in clumps, eyes sunken deep into his skull. Clearly, life hadn't been kind to him these past few years. "Leah! I'm going to kill you!" He gasped, reached again for the knife. But that delay was enough. A bystander kicked the blade away. Several people pinned him down together. The police arrived quickly and took him away. Still shaking, I leaned against Nick. He held me close, scanning me carefully for injuries. When he was sure I was fine, he turned to Jayden witha cold, unblinking stare. We went to the police station afterward to give our statements. It was there I finally learned the rest. His parents had taken their own lives in prison, one after the other, their minds consumed by despair. Jayden, upon his release, had lost touch with reality. He wandered from place to place, obsessed, unstable, searching for me like a man ---- possessed. Eventually, they locked him away in a psychiatric hospital. I visited him once. "Leah! You betrayed me!" he screamed, eyes wild as he hurled himself against the walls of his padded room. "You and Nick! I'll kill you both! I'll drag you all to hell!" He kept shouting, cursing, and accusing everyone of ruining his life. I watched for a moment, then sighed and turned away. I was due any day now. Nick was going to bea father. We, the three of us, were about to begin a new life.