Bad Vibes
Amanda packed her son’s clothes in his little box and stuffed the little things she had bought in the time she’d spent there into the bag. Alex sat patiently by the bed throughout, watching her with a confused gaze. She zipped up the bag and its sound echoed in the room with a note of finality. She was leaving, this time for good. Luca didn’t deserve her love, she wondered why it took her so long to realise it. She took a deep breath to quell the ache in her chest. It seemed to work for the moment. Alex finally asked her the question that he’d been mulling over for the past thirty minutes he’d been seated watching her. “Are we going back home?” he asked. “Yes, baby,” she spread her arms wide and he got off the bed and walked into them. She kissed him on the head, inhaling his smell. No
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