Standing up, he stretches his hand out and I grasp it. It feels like home. A home I’m leaving. The realization his touch belongs to another woman forms an ache throughout my body, one I’ve never felt before. “I have to go,” he says, his voice lacking its usual confidence. My body feels foreign, my heart straying as I lead him to the door. “You did the right thing,” I say, barely a whisper. “Chadwick David, you’re going to be the most amazing father. This child will be blessed.” “Aurelia, I—” “I’ll be fine.” My voice sounds breakable. “You will be.” He presses his lips against my forehead and
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The saddest goodbye…Don't mind me, I'm just over here sobbing.
