Delilah
I was discharged from the hospital ten days later with the express orders that I was to do nothing. Absolutely nothing.
I was in bed rest.
And it sucked.
The house, I couldn’t call it a home felt empty. Sure one of the club was always around, they had even set up a make shift bed on the couch . But it wasn’t the same. They had decorated the nursery and yet it wasn’t the same. They had unpacked but it wasn’t the same.
Nothing was the same.
This was meant to be our family home and yet half of my heart was locked up somewhere . I hadn’t been able to see him before he was moved to a proper prison. Greg had made sure he didn’t get bail.
It was almost like I was being punished for trying to be happy.
“I bought soup.” Juice said from the door way.
“I’m not hungry.” I said fla
