CONRAD
“Ellah,” Ellen taps on the bathroom door. “It’s me, it’s mommy.”
A few seconds pass before Dani’s voice echoes through the door, “Ellen?”
Her voice sounds so meek, it breaks my heart because I know I’m the reason.
“Yes baby, please open—” Ellen is cut off by the bathroom door flying open as Dani runs into her mother’s arms and begins to sob.
“The room won’t stop spinning,” Dani cries. “Please make it stop spinning,” her voice cracks as I turn away.
It hurts to watch her cry.
“It’s okay, mommy is here.” Ellen rubs her back, “give us a moment.” Ellen looks back at me.
I nod and excuse my from the room, leaving my wife to cry into her mother’s arms. I knew her reaction would be bad but I didn’t expect it to be this bad. I have to be the worst husband in the entire world
