She picks up the phone
I'm actually surprised
"We need go for a scan. Make sure everything is fine with the baby and everything...," I say my voice trailing off
"Fine. Whatever," she answers bluntly
We haven't spoken since our nasty argument and I feel guilty
"Look, how about you come round and I cook you some Paella? I know how much you love the taste of the ocean," I coax lightly, with a hint of flirtatiousness in my voice
She's silent and I fear she's going to put the phone down
"I don't need anyone, least of all you," she says coldly and calmly before putting the phone down
I don't know what sucks more
The fact that I bought all the ingredients for the paella and assumed she'd come
Or the fact that she doesn't need me
And just maybe
Only maybe
Loves me a little less
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L O L I T A ' S National Anthem (COMPLETED ✔️)
Short StoryLolita - noun ❝ A sexually precocious young girl ❞ National Anthem - noun ❝ A rousing or uplifting song identified with a particular group, body, or cause❞ Because there's nothing more dangerous, thrilling and heart wrenching than being a narcissist...
