FIFTY–1
HAILEY
Taking in a deep breath, I sat down next to him and tried to keep a little distance between us. But, trying keep space with someone, while also trying to show them something on your laptop is like an impossib
task.
It was taking a lot of control not to push him off the couch.
He was sitting too close.
His arm brushed mine, and for a second, it reminded me of the nights when he used to cuddle up again
me and watch movies. The only moment when he could be soft with me.
But, this was different.
This was a man who was a complete stranger. Someone I didn’t know, and whose intentions and motive
were unclear.
“When did you find out?”
“That I was pregnant? Few days before our third anniversary. I planned to tell you on that day. I already h
everything planned out, the dinner and the decorations. Even your favorite dessert was ready. It was a
special day, and it was the one day when you could not refuse. I had a dress picked out, and I wanted it t
be special. It was your third year with me, and I thought that would make it more memorable. I was wron
But, I was still holding on to the hope that the day would go as planned, and you would finally
acknowledge the fact that we were married, and that I was not someone you could treat like a mistress.
a whore. But, I was so stupid to believe that anything could change. The moment I saw you walk in the
hope and the happiness that I felt vanished, and reality set in. There was no such thing as a perfect day,
you broke the news of the divorce and shattered whatever was left of my heart. That was when I knew.
that no matter what I did, or how hard I tried, I would never have you And I would have to live with the fact that our marriage was a lie. You made a fool out of me, and there was nothing I could do
He placed his hands on mine, “Hailey-”
I immediately pulled my hand back, and scooted away Dont Lets just finish this There’s at of pecives
and there’s no way you’ll be able to look at them all
He looked like he wanted to say something but decidest against t
“This was the first po fure flunk at the hospital when i had him He was at start and toy and Toddu! wak to let turn go This picture was taken by a kind nurse had no one to take it. My family
no one
dogove and had
The picture was of the laying on the hospital bed wedly and freshly out of labor. My hair way messy did my eyes were red and jailty My fark wd, tired and any lips werd chappant
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But, my smile was huge, and there was no mistaking the joy in my eyes.
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Next to me, on the hospital bed, was a baby. Wrapped in a blue blanket, with a small hat on his head, the newborn was sleeping, and his little face was pressed against his mother’s arm.
It was the most precious thing in the world, and there was no mistaking the love in my eyes.
I could remember the day like it was yesterday, and the joy I felt when I saw him, and held him in my arms
was the most amazing feeling.
There was no way in the world that I could describe it.
Dominic leaned forward and his fingers grazed the baby’s face. His touch was soft, and his gaze was fixe
on the picture.
“He’s beautiful. So tiny. You looked exhausted. Not just from the labor, but from life itself. Looked like having him was the only good thing that had happened in your life.”
“Yeah, it was. I was struggling real hard. Had to get hustle between being pregnant, working two jobs and attending college. I went into labor during my final exams and I thought my life had ended and I wouldn’t be able to achieve the dreams that I worked so hard for. But, I did it. The examiners were kind enough to
resched
exam for me two weeks later. And I passed. I graduated, had a beautiful baby boy.
The
re I wondered how on earth was I going to raise him, or if I was going to be a good ever give him the life that he deserved. Those were the worst days, and those were
re I had a lot of fears. But, then, I would hold him in my arms, and look at his innocent
would realize that everything was going to be okay. And as long as I had him, everything to place. That’s what gave me strength, and gave me the willpower to carry on and keep going motivation and the reason I can wake up every morning and do whatever I need to, in order to
better life for him.”
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Willing myself to not get emotional, I cleared my throat. “Well that’s enough about me. What’s more important is what I have on him.”
Dominic didn’t react, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. I closed the file and opened another folder, and Dominic moved closer to me.
“This is him, one year old. It‘
His first birthday, it wa
crawling all over th
exhausted. B
The ne
by because, he’s always been a pretty active baby, and he’s never calm
The decorations, the cake, the balloons, all ruined, because he was
me such a hard time, and made me run after him, and I was
hat was the only thing that mattered.”
B
covered in cake, and the mess around him was hilarious.
ard time, didn’t he? He looks like a mischievous little devil. Just like his father.”
his eyes were on the screen, smiling. For the first time, I saw a genuine smile on his
e him look handsome.
nent made me mad.
hing like his father. He’s the sweet
art. Unlike you.”
smile disappeared, and Dominic
kay. Well, you know him bett
rotect him. If there’s one
to you, no matter the c
Was I being too
dropped so f
Sorry
doesn’t know evil. He’s innocent, and he has
nd I’m sure you’re doing the best that you can to 0, is that you have always tried to protect those closes me, since that’s how you were brought up.”
ects that my words were having on him and how his smile
ke his father
fault, and I shouldn’t blame you. You’re his father, and it’s only justify the mistakes of the past, and pretend that nothing it’s taking a lot in me to even sit here and do this getting to know and look at some more pictures and talk about the stuff you’ve
nodded, keeping his eyes on the laptop screen his game was distant, and unreadable
showed him pictures of his son’s childhood, and told him the things that he
to his first steps, and how much he loved to eat, play and sleep
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I kept talking, and didn’t realize how much I was telling him, until it we got to the final photos in the album which was his sixth birthday photos of last week.
I could have stopped there, but looking at the pictures, a part of me was reluctant to close the laptop.
For the first time, I shared with him what I couldn’t six years ago.
The things he should have known.
And the realization hit me hard, because, the moment I started talking about my son, all the anger and the
hatred disappeared, and it was replaced by the overwhelming feeling of love, and the happiness and joy
that I had for him.
My son was the love of my life, and the only person who had a part of my heart.
Looking at the pictures, and the smile on his face, a small smile appeared on mine, and the bitterness in
my voice disappeared.
For the first time in my life, I was happy.
It was the happiest I had ever felt. I was proud, knowing that I was raising the perfect little human, and I
was doing the best that I could.
He was a gift.
A blessing, and the light of my life.
And for the first time, the darkness inside of me went away and a light shined, illuminating my path
“Thank you for doing this. It can never be like having to experience them with your own eyes, but seeing the pictures, and learning about him is something that I will cherish and hold close to my heart Knowing
the little things, the way he loves his toys, the way he gets excited about food, and the way he loves his
mother. It means a lot, and it will stay with me. I can never thank you enough, Hailey And I’m sorry, I’m
sorry for not doing this with you. I’m sorry for breaking your trust, and making you feel like you shouldn’t
have trusted me For betraying the love and the bond we had For breaking your heart, and letting the pam and the hurt consume you And for giving up For being the weak person and running away for not to pirng harder and fighting for you But, mostly, I’m sorry for missing the best years of his life. And not being there The regret and the guilt is destroying me, and the anger inside of me is eating away at my heart Forgive me. Hailey You’ve never done anything wrong and yet you were the one who suffered. It’s all my tauft And for that I’m truly suffy
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