Chapter 4
His parents were still outside.
They were waiting for him while I stood inside, pregnant, due that day, trying to understand whether he really meant what he was saying.
I wanted him to turn around.
I wanted him to tell me this was some terrible joke, or that there was a reason he had not explained yet.
Instead, he kept moving toward the door.
The suitcase wheels made a sound across the floor.
My hospital bag stayed exactly where it was.
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And then I realized he was not asking me to wait for him.
He was leaving me there.