Finishing the call with my mama, I hung up, feeling emotionally exhausted and wishing I didn’t have to do all of this alone.
As much as I loved my mother, I knew she was always going to support her firstborn son.
He was her baby.
I was just the failed daughter.
Nothing about me felt special enough to keep around.
Having my doctor here only made me feel worse because nothing could happen between us.
Despite the cute flirting between us, the kisses and the special treatments he had done.
Including just now.
He’d done so many things for me without ever realizing how I’d been surviving before he came into my life.
And if, by some miracle, he really was interested in this old hag…
He was throwing away every chance at building a beautiful future with someone his own age.
Someone who c
