Valerie had always struck me as someone who needed a firm hand to keep her in line. Her actions and attitudes often felt like a never-ending spectacle entirely predictable in their stupidity. But as much as she grated on my nerves, I found her presence and the way she unintentionally revealed her thoughts through her expressions, both infuriating and fascinating. But for now, I have decided to let her be. There was a certain satisfaction in seeing her struggle with the role I had forced upon her. Once she’d fulfilled her use, I’d make it clear what she had become to me.
Lying in bed with my son Elijah was the highlight of my day. It reminded me of simpler times when Elijah was a baby, nursing and peacefully asleep by my side. Those moments were filled with a serene comfort that I hadn’t e
