Chapter 63: Madison

Noah’s words, “I want you back,” reverberated through the hollows of my mind, a mantra that refused to make sense. The world seemed to tilt on its axis, reality warping at the edges. 

I wanted to be happy, to embrace the possibility of us being together without the pretenses. But happiness was a labyrinth with no exit in sight, especially now, with the knowledge of the life growing inside me—a secret that Noah couldn’t know. Not yet. He wasn’t ready. But would he ever be? I was going to start showing soon and time was working against us. 

I found myself inside the house, unsure of how I got there. My movements were detached, as if my body had taken over because my mind was useless. The kitchen counter offered a semblance of normalcy with Silvia’s note resting upon it.