I didn’t even bother to pack my bags. I only called Marie and told her that I will be leaving right now.
“What do you mean you’re leaving?!” she blasted on my phone. “Isn’t today your f*****g wedding?!”
I sighed as I tried to focus on the road. My tears are still rolling down my face but I can’t let my emotions take over me while I drive to the airport. I need my brain when driving.
“Quessandra!” Marie was hysterical on the other line. I seriously think that she’s throwing a tantrum from where she is right now. I know her. She probably is.
“I’m leaving, Marie. I can’t…” I swallowed a lump in my throat. “…stay here. I need to leave.”
Thinking of Miller getting married to someone else is painful. But knowing that he is going to have a baby with someone else is even more painful.
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