Meghan's POV
Days have passed but Connor's treatment remains the same. He sometimes gave me emotionally and physically and sometimes a cold treatment, but those are nothing to me because I understand where he is coming from. The thing that I couldn't take is his sobs in the middle of the night. There is one time I saw him sitting on his bed while hugging the baby clothes that we bought, crying. It pains me to see him in that situation and I hate myself because I am the reason for his tears.
"What time will you go home?" I asked Connor before he could even hold the doorknob.
"Don't wait for me." He answered coldly and left his unit.
I sighed heavily and sat on the sofa. I roamed my eyes around his unit and smiled sadly.
Connor's unit is nothing but a place of sorrow for me. No matter w
