Previously on part two:
We continued staring at each for a few moments, until I felt something gliding down my nose and cheek. A tear. Not mine but his.
Is he crying because he's not ready to be a father? Or could those be tears of happiness?
Part three:
Part three:
"Shh Jack, everything will be fine. We'll be a great family, Love."
I used my thumb to dry away his tears, but he didn't even react his face was completely emotionless.
"Julie..."
"Julie, you have to end this pregnancy"
He said sternly turning to walk away.
That's classic Jack. Walking away at every obstacle he can’t face.
"But why?! This is our child!" I murmured, to hide the crack in my voice as tears began clouding my vision.
"I’ve made up my mind. Do it as soon as possible or else we're over." He scowled and walked away.
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Have you ever felt an immense burning in your chest; you can feel the blood rushing through you and your veins pulsing. All whilst your tears are attempting to escape the confines of your eyes?
Do you know what it is to want to retreat and getaway? To take a break from the life you’re leading and your surroundings, the naïve desire to start fresh with no mistakes and no regrets? A second chance, to redo it all but this time to make the right choices?
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I wanted to understand it, to realize what just happened.What was I supposed to do? The screams were welling up within me, how could he do this? He had always wanted a child and now that it is happening he's giving up? He had always supported me. Now I have no one to count and rely on, I have no one to return to.
After a month of sleepless nights and contemplation, I decided to keep the baby.
And as for Jack, he can leave; I'm not willing to end this pregnancy and kill my unborn baby.I finally accepted the reality I was living and knew that although I lost the man I truly loved I still have something that will always remind me of him and the beautiful times we spent together. He may have abandoned me but I will never abandon the memory of us.
I was not expecting this. He has returned, knocking at my doorstep with a bouquet of my favorite flowers in his hand apologizing for what he had done.But all I could think of was, why now? What changed?I was shattered into pieces and left alone for five months.I’m sorry, but I was lost for some time but I grew and learned how to live without you.
"Jack, you made it clear that we are over. You were never here when I needed you the most. You weren't here to tell me that everything will be fine, to tell me that we will live happily together.You let me go to all the appointments alone and weren’t around when I found out the gender of the baby.I was alone through every up and down. You simply weren't here when I needed someone, when I needed you."