Fallon
I’m never doing this again.
Ever.
They say labor pain is the type of pain you forget; they must have been whacked off their face or perhaps knocked out. I promise you, I will never forget this. If this baby tries to convince me of a sibling one day, I’ll personally walk out of the house and start a new life. Maybe that’s why Mom left, and the rest was just an excuse. Maybe she wanted to spare us the heartache of learning we tore her from ass to navel. She needed to forget the demons that pulverized her birth canal with their giant heads.
“If you ever ask for a sibling for this baby,” I hiss through ragged breaths, “I will pack my bags and move to another continent. Do you hear me? Another continent, Leone.”
He reaches out tentatively, his calloused fingers brushing against min
