My new life

On the other side after I escaped from the hospital I went back to my parents and stayed with till I gave birth to my two beautiful baby girl and boy. I went for my job interview and got hired.

Immediately my babies were two months old I started working and moved out of the house and got one for myself. I hired a house help to look after my babies when I'm at work.

Each time I looked at my babies they reminded me of their father and I felt guilty cause it wasn't his fault that I left but he suffered more and that broke my heart. I would get my phone and try to call him but my guilt and pride couldn't let me. Not a day went by that I didn't think about Sam.

My mum came to visit me and the babies, while having a snack she started asking me about Sam and if I planned on going back to him. I didn't know what to say cause I didn't know what to do by then. She then told me that it wasn't Sam's fault that his mother never liked me and that he loves me and I should go back to him so that we can raise our kids together.

After she left I remained thinking about what she said maybe she was right.