Forever After All (The Bellamy Brothers Book 1)

by Riley Baxter

Sixty days after my life took a nosedive, I have been presenting myself in such a way where no one can see my thoughts, pick up on my pain, or utter any more sympathy pleas. It’s been exhausting, but I am living proof of what it looks like to fake it until you make it. Shit, I can possibly write a book on how you need to look in front of others when you want to fall apart every second of every day. Yet, I pull it together for everyone else because no one understands the piercing ache in my chest at the reminder of my love no longer breathing in this world. Then, there’s my daughter, our daughter, the person least understanding of my emotions because she’s too young to know or care that mommy is broken. She’s too young to understand the depth of her father’s absence. She is too young to experience the ramifications of someone else selfishly shattering her world. My God, I’m still waiting for you to numb me to this situation. When will you make me numb to this pain? When will you make me numb to this suffering? My God… make me numb.

This hit home for me 😢 💔