Stefan
A knot of anguish settled in my throat.
I felt like crying.
I felt the need to release the pressure from my chest.
Sara pulled away from me and looked at my face.
"Are you going to cry?" she raised her eyebrows. She looked very tender with teary eyes.
"I'm afraid of losing you, Sara. I don't want stupid fights over Kara. I thought you already felt secure with me. I came to talk to you about her because I care about her well-being, and I think it will be best for Kara and my children. I believe Kara when she says she's sorry for her actions because I've seen it in her eyes. Kara is suffering. She's not a bad person."
"I never said she's a bad person. But you have to open your eyes, Stefan. You know she's not well. She's unbalanced. This morning she pulled my hair. And now she's fine? It doesn't make sense. Don't let pity cloud your judgment. You decided to admit her to a mental health center for a reason. Why doubt it?"