Chapter 48
I sat up slowly in bed fatigue weighing heavily on my body. The gentle morning light that came in through the curtains made everything seem even farther away and more unattainable. The silence of the room was taunting me and I had hardly slept. Concerns regrets and an overwhelming sadness that I couldnt get rid of were all in my head.
I let my feet touch the cool floor and sighed as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. For a brief moment I thought about hiding from everything by curling back under the covers because the carpet beneath me felt like it was drawing me into its softness.
But I was unable to. Not me. I slowly got up feeling as though the entire world was bearing down on me on both a physical and emotional level. It felt like every breath was harder than the last and every movement was an effort. After months of stress loneliness and heartbreak my body had become a stranger.
However I was unable to allow it to continue holding me back. Not today. An unfamiliar version of myself was reflected in the mirror before me. I felt as though I was viewing someone elses life because of my pale complexion the dark circles under my eyes and the fatigue in my face. However I was the one. Somehow the realization that this was who I had become struck more strongly than anything else.
She was staring back at me and I hardly recognized her. I was gone where? I kept asking myself Where is Liam?. Where had my Liam disappeared to? There were a lot of unanswered questions racing through my head.
The question that haunted me the most was why he had abandoned me why he had abandoned us and what had caused him to abandon the life we had
created together. He left me and our child not just me. I looked down at my hands and saw the pale barely moving fingers.
The sensation of emptiness in my chest became more intense. For a brief horrifying moment I nearly allowed the sadness that I had been keeping hidden for
so long to spill out. Then though something changed within me. I was going to stop crying. Not for him. Not for our former existence.
I reached up and wiped away the tears that had already started to form beneath my eyes. I didnt even consider it it was just a reflex. But as I wiped away
the last of the sadness with my fingers I noticed something else in the mirror. I was surprised to discover something that caused me to pause. Power.
It wasnt as loud and obvious as I had previously thought strength would be. Although it was silent steady and only slightly flickered in the dark it was there.
The woman who was staring back at me wasnt broken or defeated. Not yet. I could sense this odd sense of resolve growing inside of me. I had changed from
being this person.
Sure I had been weak. I didnt have to continue to be consumed by hurt and confusion. I needed to rediscover myself. When I finally discovered who I was
and what I wanted to become Liam was going to pay for his abandonment. He couldnt get away with it in my opinion.
Taking in the reflection again I squared my shoulders and raised myself a bit. No more being weak. No more being a victim of your situation. For far too
long I had been in that role. But not any more. I had to raise my son. I had to start over
. Liam was going to have a harsh awakening if he believed he could simply vanish without any repercussions. It didnt matter anymore where he was or what
he was doing. He wasnt my main concern. My attention was on me.
I fought back the tears that threatened to spill again. They wouldnt be tears of regret grief or loss this time. Tears of something more powerful would be shed. I would not allow him to prevail. I still remembered what it was like to be his lover.
I still remembered the sensation of his touch and how he could make everything seem fine even when it wasnt. But I didnt remember that man. Long since gone was that man. Perhaps I had lost my love for him as well. All I had left was a new purpose and myself. I inhaled deeply to regain my composure.
I had found the silent strength I was looking for. Not in the past. not within him. It was within me. I wasnt weak. I wasnt lost. I remained here still engaged in combat. I had been wondering for a long time if I was good enough.
Would I be deserving of love happiness and all that seemed so far away? But I no longer required validation from others. I didnt require Liams blessing, No
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ones approval was necessary for me. I needed my own motivation to keep going my own anchor. For myself. For my child.
I no longer felt sorry for my reflection in the mirror. There was no reason to feel sorry for them. She was a woman who had endured suffering and overcome
I wasnt the only one with answers. Despite my uncertainty about the future I was certain that I would no longer allow my past to define who I was. I
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