I almost want to tell him that I will reconcile with him if he can send the goddamn nurse back but I hold my tongue. Yes, I am that desperate right now. He wasn’t there when I needed him for the first time. Thinking about it hurts and I steel myself for my predicament. I don’t want to show him that I need him. I mean I don’t need him. I don’t need this man. I am doing just fine by myself, thank you very much.
I call for the nanny and then go downstairs for the shots with him. Yeah, he was waiting for me this entire time. God, he can be persistent when he wants to.
Five minutes later, I am sitting on the couch in the living room and hiding my face in mom's arms. He is standing by the door, arms folded across his chest, eyes on me. Yeah go on, enjoy the show. Enjoy my plight you sadistic
