Natalie,
I cried and cried and he didn’t let me go during it all. I wailed while I clutched his white shirt.
He didn’t care that I was getting it dirty; he didn’t care that I stank of vomit or that we were standing in this dirty bathroom.
Petrus stood silently stroking my back as I cried in his arms without complaining.
And even that made me cry more because when I saw him I felt how much I have missed him.
Our relationship might have been weird and complicated, and it might have been new as well, but during it all, he was there for me.
He didn’t give up on me, even though he knew that I was in love with someone else.
He didn’t give up on me when he found out that I was pregnant with another man’s child.
He even told me that he will take care of us both and be his father and what
