Look What You Made Me Do

19

Dylan took me backstage and pressed me against the wall. Then he lowered his head and stared at me.

"What's the baby thing?"

I stared at Dylan and was not afraid of him anymore.

"Are you doing this for the baby?"

"Yeah."

"Do you think I will hurt it? It's our child!"

I didn't answer.

"Carol, why don't you understand..." Dylan looked down and said. "I will only hurt those who want to separate us."

"What do you mean, Dylan?"

"Carol, if you had told me earlier, I would have treated the child well, but now..."

Dylan smiled bitterly and continued, "You betrayed me because of it."

"So you won't even let go of your child?" I shouted.

"You forced me, Carol."

"Dylan, are you going to kill your own child?" I continued to shout.

Dylan got impatient. He suddenly held me in his arms, covered my mouth, and took me to the exit.

But before we walked out, a group of reporters with cameras surrounded us. While taking photos, they questioned Dylan one after another.