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I was alone again. My wife had left with our baby girl. I missed her so much. In order to feel close to her, I sent them money so she could get the things she needed. I would video call just to see her. Anything to have my daughter feel like she is near me. I was praying and begging God to help me and help Lizelle come to her senses.

This was driving me crazy. I couldn't even bother Rejoice with this because she had her own share of stress and recovering from losing her baby.

I sat on the couch an poured myself some scotch

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