I sat in my empty apartment with my suitcases packed. They had been packed for three days, but I hadn’t had the courage to leave. Honestly, I didn’t want to go, but I … needed some time away from the family.
To figure things out.
Was this what I really wanted? Would I ever come first to Laila and Constantino? When the baby finally came in less than nine months now, would I become second to it? Would they have time for me?
Tears streamed down my cheeks. I didn’t want to think about it because I didn’t want it to be true. I didn’t want to go shopping for baby clothes with Laila, knowing that she would ditch me in a few months. I didn’t want to attend her art gala and finally be able to go out in public with Laila and Constantino, knowing that they would be too busy for me one day.
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