She was starting to have second thoughts about leaving. Could she really do this alone? She put her hand to her tender belly, just beginning to swell. It was better this way. She had to believe they would be better on their own, without him. As much as she wanted her baby to grow up with a father, she refused to risk subjecting a child to the potential emotional abuse that he had inflicted on her. So, she had lied and she ran as far as she could. It was better this way.