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“Delaney.”
It looked nice outside. The sun was shining and the clouds were fluffy and white.
“Delaney.”
Perfect weather to get a tan while sitting outside reading a book.
“Delaney, look at me.”
I slowly turned my head and looked at Mave.
“They’re releasing you. You’re stable, and there isn’t anything more they can do for you.”
I blinked and turned back to look out the window.
“Honey, you gotta talk. Tell me what’s going on in your head. Jay said you haven’t spoken a word since you woke up.” Mave sounded concerned. She had slipped out of her practiced doctor voice, and I had never heard that happen when she was talking to a patient.
“I lost my baby, Mave. I just want to go home.” My words were dead. Just like my baby I thought I was going to love for the rest of my life.
“You’re gonna be okay, Delaney. It’s gonna take a little bit, but I promise you, once you get some more rest, you’ll start feeling better.”
A sick smile spread across my lips. “I’ll start feeling better that my baby is dead?”
“No, Delaney. You know that’s not what I meant.”
I knew she didn’t, but right now, I just wanted to be a miserable bitch. I was miserable on the inside so I might as well make everyone around me miserable.
“Jay is going to take you home. Just let him take care of you, honey. You need that right now.”
I shook my head. “Jay doesn’t want me anymore.”
“Delaney, you know that’s not true.”
But wasn’t it true? Wasn’t the baby the whole reason Jay had been with me in the first place. Would he have really given me a second chance to be with him if I had just shown up at the party telling him I wanted a second shot with him?
He would have laughed at me and headed off to bed with some other chick.
I wasn’t special anymore. I didn’t have something he wanted that no one else had.
I was back to being a babe just like all of the other women who had been in his bed.
“You gotta talk, Delaney. You can’t keep this all inside.” God, Mave was such a good person, and here I was just being a bitch. I couldn’t help it, though. I couldn’t find the right words to speak right now. I just said what I felt.
“Can I please go home now?” That was all I wanted.
I just wanted to go home, sleep, and pretend my life wasn’t shattered into a million pieces..
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