I have not spoken to Tyler since yesterday since we brought him home from the hospital. When I wake up this morning, he is still fast asleep, so I make my way down to the kitchen, where I decide to phone Sandra.
"Morning, Sandra."
"Morning, sweety. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, better than I have in a while."
But she knows me all too well and knows that I am hiding something behind my trembling voice.
"What is wrong, Jenna?"
"Sandra, maybe I am not the right person for Tyler. I don't want to hurt him, but I think that maybe it is better that I leave him. I need to push him away."
"Jenna, you know that it is not something you want to do."
"Sandra, I have to. I need him to leave and forget about me. I have to. We cannot be together. I must just accept my fate, and Tyler needs to make peace with it."