Pandora's Box

29 - Mothers know best

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29 - MOTHERS KNOW BEST

It has been a week since Stephen's very unexpected visit and true to his word, he didn't stop with the texts and a day won't pass without a delivery of flowers, chocolates, or stuffed toys. My room is starting to look like a gift shop with all the teddy bears and flowers.

A day won't also pass without me thinking about Stephen. I spend hours outside just thinking if I'm doing the right choice, if maybe I should take that leap after all. If I'm not thinking about that, I'm thinking about all our past memories together, from the time we met up until to the day I left. I know I should stop doing this if I wanted to move on, but I just can't. It's so goddamned hard. Sometimes, I even find myself crying, thinking why it has to be like this. Why I can't have Stephen. And why does it hurt so much whenever I see his texts. 

I just wish that this would all stop soon.

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Another day has been spent moping around and sulking. And I hate it. 

I sighed.

I looked down on my tummy.

I wish you'd come sooner, so you can distract me from thinking about your daddy all the time.

I sighed again. I can't believe I've become this sighing mess in just a span of a month.

"Audrey?"

I looked up and saw my mother. She has a concerned look on her face.

"Yes, mother?"

"It's dinner time."

"Oh. I'll come downstairs in a minute."

"Okay."

My mother turned around and closed the door.

I stood up from my bed and went to my vanity table to brush my mess of a hair. After brushing my hair, I decided that this would have to do and left my room to go to the dining area. I headed for my seat on the table and then looked at what we're having for tonight. I felt tears on my eyes when I realized that it's Seafood Marinara, Stephen's favorite dish. Then I remembered the time we ate this for dinner, how happy we were back then.

"Audrey? Are you alright?" My mother's voice broke me out of my reminiscing.

I cleared my throat and said in a barely audible voice, "Yeah."

"I don't think so. I've been calling your name for the last five minutes and you didn't even hear me. What's wrong honey?"

I blinked hard and said, "I'm fine, just thinking about...things."

"Oh. So Stephen is a thing now?"

I stared dumbfounded at my mother. I can feel a blush starting on my cheeks.

"W-what? No, no. I'm not thinking about Stephen." I denied as I served myself some pasta.

"If that's what you say so." My mother said.

I took my first bite of the pasta, and I would have to admit that this is good, even better than mine. Oh Stephen would definitely fall in love with this.