For a moment I felt like floating in the air hearing and confirming the question in my head.
But that moment ended and I realized that it's not all the same now. I'm married and the reality that his mom doesn't want me for him will never change.
And so instead of saying anything, that night I ran into his room and locked myself in there. I barely slept. All I wanted to do was cry, and when I woke up the next day, another reality came to me.
"What?"
I rolled over on the bed. I held my head because it's pounding. It was almost morning when I fell asleep and I also woke up to the loud sound of my phone.
"Alright. I'll go now."
I hurriedly got dressed and prepared to leave. I was in tears at what I found out. I grab my purse and hurry out the door.
When I came out the do
