"Rosie are you sure you're okay?" He asked seeing my pain-stricken face.
A lump as formed in my throat preventing me from answering him. I know I'm not okay, I know he sees that I'm not okay so why lie about it.
I have strength left for this baby that I'm carrying to eat and don't stress and fall into depression but what I don't have the strength for is to lie and keep up a strong front.
The memories of my past are eating me alive from the inside. I hate how the memories resurfaced. That it was the cause of Josh and Tia betraying me.
Therapy helped me to live and suppress the memories but it didn't help me to deal with them and live with my past.
Ripping the bandaid didn't help the wound to heal if anything it made it worse.
I choked on a sob pulling my knees to my chest. The bed shift as he comes closer to me on the bed no longer sitting on the edge. He pulled me into his arms I unintentionally flinch but that didn't stop him from pulling me in.