Three years ago
"I don't love you no more," Leo uttered, his words cut through the air like a sharp blade. He attempted to push me away, physically and emotionally. Desperate to salvage our relationship, I held onto his arms, pleading with him not to leave. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I struggled to find my voice. "Is there someone else? Who is she?" I implored, hoping for answers that might offer some solace. I clung to Leo, my love for him consuming my every thought. Why was he abandoning me?
"Perhaps fate might reunite us someday, but I don't wish for it," Leo coldly declared, his words delivered with a harshness that shattered my heart into countless fragments, like shards of glass falling to the floor. I could not bring myself to think Leo who loved me so deeply was now pushing me away, without any explanation. Tears continued to stream down my cheeks as I pleaded with him to stay, to give us another chance. But Leo's resolve seemed unwavering, his eyes cold and distant as he pulled away from my grasp. The pain in my chest was overwhelming, the realisation sinking in that I was losing him, and our love was slipping through my fingers.
As Leo turned to leave, a surge of desperation covered me. "Please, Leo, tell me why. Tell me what I did wrong," I begged, my voice cracking with emotion. But Leo remained silent, his silence speaks volumes as he walked out the door without a backward glance. Alone in the empty room, I crumpled to the floor, my sobs echoing in the silence. The weight of Leo's words and absence pressed down on her, suffocating her with grief and confusion. How could everything we shared be so easily discarded? With a heavy heart, I knew I had to find the strength to pick myself back up, to heal from the wounds Leo had inflicted. Despite the pain of his departure, a spark of determination flickered within me. I would not let this breakup define me. I must find a way to move on, to discover my worth beyond the love I clung to for so long.
I sat on the couch that evening while I thought of my next plan, dragging every wine I sipped. Suddenly a tingling sensation surged through my throat, intensifying with each passing second. I thought it came from the wine but it would not stop. I clenched my mouth tightly, desperately trying to suppress the impending force that threatened to escape. But despite my best efforts, the urge grew stronger, overpowering my grip. I couldn’t hold it back any longer and vomited right then and there. What was wrong with me? What could be going on? It could be what I was thinking. I reached for the pregnancy test, trembling with fear while waiting for the result. The room spun around me as I stared at the positive pregnancy test losing its grip on my hand. I gasped in disbelief, “Not now,” my voice sounded like it was whirling with the wind. Nothing made sense at that minute. How could this be happening now? I had always been cautious. I wasn’t ready for a baby. Thoughts of my dreams, plans, and the path I envisioned for myself swirled in my head.
The weight of responsibility settled heavily on my shoulders. As I sat there, tears streaming down my face, the nausea returned with a vengeance. My body convulses, and I feel the familiar tingling sensation in my throat. The reality of my situation hit me like a tidal wave. The morning sickness, and the vomiting all made sense now. How would this change my life? Would I be able to pursue my dreams while raising a child? Leo wanted nothing to do with me. Doubts and fear rained over me like they were threatening to consume me. Yet, amidst the chaos, I wiped my tears and took the first shaky breaths, I made a silent vow to love myself first, before anyone else. This was not going to end of my dreams; it was a new chapter. Life threw me a curveball, but I was ready to face it. Slowly, I rose from the bathroom floor, my resolve growing stronger with every step. The road ahead was uncertain and daunting, but I was ready to walk it alone if I had to. I knew it wouldn’t be easy but I was prepared to embrace this unexpected journey. I had to find a way to balance my aspirations and the responsibilities of motherhood. I would redefine success and create a bright future for both myself and the life growing within me. For in my heart, I knew that true love would never demand me to sacrifice my happiness and self-respect.
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