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The door opened, and I was surprised to see Meg.
“Hi, honey,” she whispered. She shut the door behind her and stood at the foot of the bed. “I hope it’s okay I came up.”
I didn’t care what she did.
“We’re all downstairs worried sick about you.”
“I’m fine,” I croaked.
She sat down on the bed and brushed my hair back from my face. “No, you’re not. But it’s okay that you’re not.”
I closed my eyes and sighed. “I just hurt right now.”
“You’re breaking my heart, honey. I know exactly what you’re feeling, and I know it’s not easy.”
I opened my eyes and looked up at her. “You know how I feel?”
She nodded. Her eyes were glassed over and she lightly sniffled. “Three years after I had Remy, I got pregnant.” She closed her eyes. “I lost it when I was nine weeks. I hadn’t even told Remy’s father we were going to have a baby.”
“I’m sorry.”
She shook her head and wiped her nose with the back of her hand. “I didn’t tell you that to feel sorry for me. I told you that so you’d know eventually it gets better. You find another future that fits just as good as the one you were planning to build.”
I didn’t have much of a future anymore. “I don’t want a different future.” I wanted the one I had dreamed about with Jay.
“Sometimes, in life, we don’t have choices, honey. This is one of those times.” She sighed. “Take your time to grieve. You need that. But you also need to know things will get better. You’re in one of the darkest times of your life, Delaney. Don’t shut out the people who care about you.”
“I called my mom,” I blurted out.
A smile spread across Meg’s lips. “Good. Lean on whoever you want right now. That’s why you have family. They’re the ones who are there when you need them the most.” She leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Don’t push away the ones who love you. There are more of them than you think.”
She slipped out of the room and kept the door open a crack.
I could hear people talking downstairs, and I strained to hear Jay’s voice.
Was he still here?
Or had he already left me?
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