The rest of the day drags on with little talking and a lot of silence. We ended up ordering pizza so I wouldn’t have to leave Rose alone. When the end of the day came I went to bed with Rose and Daniel slept in my parents bed.
I turn in my bed to look at Rose who was soundly sleeping, curled up under the blankets. She must’ve been exhausted. I close my eyes and drift off thinking about better days. Tomorrow will be a better day.
~Saturday, December 16th, 2023~
I wake up the next morning to Rose groping my baby bump. “Good morning, feeling better?” I ask her, smiling.
She smiles back at me and says, “Yes. I dreamt of Alexia then I woke up to your little pregnant belly poking me so I decided to rub it. Do you think you could drive me back home? I don’t want to fly back looking like this
