I cried the whole night. I slept a wink. I got a headache from crying too much and getting little sleep. That night, it seems like that howling cried with me. That noise didn't put me to sleep either.
My family was shocked when I came home. I am carrying my belongings. I feel like they want to ask for an explanation but I'm not open to doing any explaining. I kissed my son, feeling so much longing when I came home.
He's asking why I am crying. I just said that I missed him as an excuse, and those tears were tears of joy. We slept side by side and I had a hard time because of that. Every time I see him, I feel like I'm seeing his father too.
I'm in a mix of emotions. But above it all, fear is weighing more. I feel so scared hearing the reality from him. While I'm sacrificing and
