Crybaby [COMPLETE]

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You slept the whole day after what happened. I didn't bother waking you up, aware that you would be mad at me. Well, mad was understatement.

You kept ignoring me for days.

Six days following the tragic events, you arrived home in the evening with a gloomy look plastered on your face. I was sitting on the couch, watching TV. You silently throw a huge enveloppe on me. It contained results of a radio.

There was also a letter joined to the radio. As I read the letter which was handwritten by the doctor themself, my world cracked into pieces.

I looked up at you.

You were staring at me with a dark threatening gaze. I got scared. This was all my fault, I knew it.

I'm going for good.

No please–

Quit it. I don't love you anymore.

The next second, you ran to our  shared room. When you came back, a bag was fixed on your shoulder whilst you carried a luggage. I didn't try to stop you. You had all the reasons to leave.

I killed our baby.