Melissa stared at the ceiling in the
bathroom. She had gotten into the bathroom more than half an hour. Instead of showering, she had been thinking maudlin stuff.
It was like the baby sensed her mood. He kept on kicking agitatedly. It wasn't painful or anything, but it was a reminder that she should stop being so morose.
Besides, getting so sad was dumb. Technically, Aiden hadn't done anything.
Okay fine. He had f****d up. But it wasn't the end of the world. Yes she loved him. But she had a baby to take of. She couldn't afford to be getting "heartbroken".
She had been heartbroken before. She was no stranger to it. Her first heartbreak was discovering that her mother never really loved her. Throughout her teenage years, it had been made obvious by all that she was plain, and that was
