Miss Lovato, my teacher

Chapter eighteen

"My full name is Demetria Devonne, but I just go by Demi. I started my singing and acting career, when I was very young. I grew up in the spotlight and things weren't always easy. I developed a few issues and had to go to rehab for them. Thankfully, I came out alright. I continued singing and I really enjoyed it, but I had always dreamed of building a family. So, about seven years ago, I got married. We were together a long time, even before we got married and both wanted to have kids. I got pregnant, about half a year after we got married. We were both very happy. I wanted to be a stay at home mom, so I kinda stopped my career. My husband wasn't too happy with that, but it didn't stop me. When I was in my sixth month the baby died. We were devastated and I was totally broken. My husband thought it would be good for me to continue singing and put my felling in the songs, but I didn't want to. I desperately wanted a kid, but I didn't get pregnant again. We went to doctors, but they couldn't find anything that was wrong. I was totally lost in my own world and didn't wanna get help to deal with my sadness. My husband got frustrated, and didn't know what to do with me. We started fighting a lot. Eventually I got pregnant again, but that baby also died before it was born. I was beyond myself. I was sure someone had cursed me, that I couldn't become a mom. It was very hard for my husband to live with me, cause he couldn't handle it anymore. I kept on getting mad for nothing and crying the whole day and it was hard for him to see me like that. He wanted to help me, but I didn't want help. My husband encouraged me to get a job. I decided to work with kids, since I didn't have any of my own, and became a teacher. Things started going back to normal and I got pregnant again. We were both very happy, when a beautiful baby girl came out, alive and healthy. A year after her birth, I got pregnant again, and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She died three hours after her birth. She was premature and they couldn't save her. I was starting to get back in my sadness and would only smile when I was with Sierra. My husband couldn't take it anymore. He was just as sad as I was about losing his baby, but he not only lost his baby, he lost his wife, too. I wasn't there anymore. I didn't cook, I rarely did laundry, I didn't clean up the house. I was in my bed the whole day, crying. He tried to get me back to work, since I had stopped after Sierra was born, but I kept on getting mad that he didn't care about losing three babies. He just didn't know what to do with me, so we got divorced. I got full custody of Sierra, since I still breast fed her when we decided where she would stay and she couldn't sleep without being nursed first. So I had to keep her. We decided to stay friends, though, so Sierra still has both her parents in her life. I knew I had to be strong for Sierra, so I moved here to start my life anew. I knew I had to get a job, so I decided to start teaching again. That's how I got here. My ex visits us every second Sunday, so he's coming tomorrow. I hope you don't mind" she finished.

Wow. Just wow. She had a sad story. I did not expect anything even close to that, to have happened to her. She had lost three babies. That's really sad.

"No that's fine" I said. I did kinda wanna meet her husband. I wanted to know what he was like.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked her.

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