you slammed the door as you left.
it hurts,joji.
even now, i still can't explain how much it hurted.
i sat myself down on the sofa you did it with her last night.
i cried until there weren't any tears left to do so.
at that moment, i held the money tight in my hands.
i was going to do it, joji, since it was what you wanted.
but then i felt a gentle kick.
and that was enough to remind me this wasn't only my life anymore.
i stood myself up.
left the room.
went to the hospital and used your money to get an ultrasound.
the only thing reality had in common with my dream was that we were having twins.
hey joji, before i met you, i've always had this numbness in my chest.
in the past, you cured it.
but since you left, you were the one who caused it.
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.author's note
thank you so much for reading this far.
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