Loïc“The people we love most in this world are the ones who have the capacity to cause us the most pain.”
—Loïc Berkeley
“He hates me! He hasn’t even met me, and he hates me already!” a very pregnant Sarah cries as she lies, sprawled out, on the couch, fanning herself with the gossip magazine that came in the mail today.
“Do you want me to turn down the air some more?” I ask her even though it already feels like the Arctic tundra in here.
“Why does he hate me, Loïc?” she continues her rant.
“How about a fan?” I suggest.
I leave Sarah to wallow in her uncomfortable pregnancy alone for a moment and make my way toward the stairs to the basement.
Closing my eyes, I pull in a few deep breaths before turning the handle. I haven’t stepped a foot in the basement since I’ve been home.
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