Adding finishing touches to my makeup in front of the vanity mirror I pause, letting my head fall back, soft sighs escapes still trying to wrap the past evident in my head. My hand caress my stomach knowing I will never forgive myself for taking my child's father away from him. I only hope when the time comes he forgives me.
Just as I wallow in my shallow thoughts in came Ella in boy shorts and a tank top, this time her braids are gone giving her a soft look.
"Hey?" Leaning back arms across her bosom watching me worriedly.
"Tell me you are okay." Dropping the lipstick on the table turning at the sound of her worried tone getting to meet her by the door. I take a hand in mine.
"I am meant to ask you that." Recalling the days event and all she passed through in the hands of Leandro.
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