It hurt more. There was a huge ball lodged in my throat that made it difficult to chock down my tear. In no time I was a sobbing mess, there was spit and snot everywhere. Aiden had left me, he said not to wait on him. This couldn’t be happening to me.
I got up and cleaned the nursery, he didn’t want to touch me. More tears spring from my eyes. Finishing off there, I go to kitchen but there is nothing I would like to eat. I just want to curl up in Aiden’s arms and hide away from the world. But I I can’t do that because he has left me. He has left me all alone.
I can’t bear to sleep in my own bed. It smells of Aiden. I couldn’t, I couldn’t make myself go through that torture. Surrounding myself in everything Aiden wasn’t a good Idea if I wanted to stop crying. It wasn’t good for the pups that mommy was crying.