It hurt more. There was a huge ball lodged in my throat that made it difficult to chock down my tear. In no time I was a sobbing mess, there was spit and snot everywhere. Aiden had left me, he said not to wait on him. This couldn't be happening to me.

I got up and cleaned the nursery, he didn't want to touch me. More tears spring from my eyes. Finishing off there, I go to kitchen but there is nothing I would like to eat. I just want to curl up in Aiden's arms and hide away from the ...