wmvod: the sequel.

7.

— kamryn's pov:

THREE MONTHS LATER:

"i miss how it was" i confessed playing with the strings on my distressed jeans.

"you miss what miss carter?" my therapist asked.

"me and dave, me, dave and the kids. i miss how it was between us all. i miss how it was before i knew he cheated".

"before he cheated" she repeated "is that what changed everything?".

i nodded "yes".

"tell me what changed kamryn".

"like you said, it changed everything. we broke up first of all but were still close as i found out i was pregnant on the same day i found out i had been cheated on".

"is that what makes it all more hurtful, the cheating?".

"yes, that alongside it being on my birthday trip. it coming out connected everything that i was oblivious to before".

"therefore it felt calculated?".

i nodded "yes".

"continue".

"by the end of my pregnancy we got back together. and everything was sweet. i felt loved, i felt like how i imagine i make others feel. it felt perfect".

"i can imagine" she smiled.

i smiled back "but soon the honeymoon period finished and he was back at work again. choosing work over us again".

"you've mentioned this in previous appointments" she nodded "he's a rapper if i'm correct and you said his work is highly flexible?".

i nodded "i dont understand the ins and outs but it's definitely not a 9-5. he has time for us, he knows he can make time for us but he just doesn't".

"and that hurts right?".

"it does, yes. it hurts the kids too and all i want is the them to be happy and when they're not that affects me".

she nodded continuing to write down before saying "continue".

"his commitment to work however isn't our only problem. there was an incident where his biological child kobi wound up in hospital due to eating peanuts. i wasn't aware she had an allergy and neither was he or her mother millie but it was pinned on me like i did it on purpose. i always felt despite dave acknowledging it was an accident he always hated me for it, and i was right because he frequently uses it in arguments against me".

"hate is a strong word miss carter, would you think to rephrase??".

"i wouldn't no because with all that has happened since the birth of our sons i genuinely think a small nip of hate has blossomed in him towards me".

she nodded her face sympathetic "i'm so sorry to hear you feel that way miss carter".

"me too" i whispered feeling myself get upset. there was a lot i wanted to say and no matter how long i had to speak about it, it was never all off my chest.

i felt trapped and despite having people around me, i had no one to talk to despite my therapist who wouldn't give me a bias opinion.

"how have things been romantically kamryn. have they changed between now and last week?" she asked.

she always called me by my first name when i began go cry.

i shook my head "we're still the same".