Two weeks passed slowly. Mornings were difficult. Nights were worse. Day in and day out, my chest and my stomach felt heavy. It was the feeling you got when you knew everything was all wrong. My chest felt like I was breathing through razors. I was waking up earlier to try to get Lily ready on my own. The mornings were silent instead of filled with quiet conversation and the sound of spoons clinking in coffee mugs. I got us dressed and got her to daycare. The work day was long and hard. I didn't feel well mentally, I didn't want to be at work. I barely left my office to avoid seeing Daniel. Jasmine and I were talking in secret in my office a lot. She was trying not to pick sides. Jasmine had been friends with Daniel longer than she had been friends with me, but we were all c

