what kind of daughter they raised!”
The thought of my parents finding out was
unbearable. Defeated, I agreed to a divorce,
く
The thought of my parents finding out was
unbearable. Defeated, I agreed to a divorce,
taking Leo with me that night.
I had nowhere to go, no desire to stay in the
city. I drifted from town to town, finally
settling in a small, quiet city, far from the life
I’d known.
I became a nanny, focusing on raising Leo.
Years later, I’d transitioned to being a
postpartum doula. Arriving at a new client’s
house, I froze.
The security guard at the gate was Mr. Smith.
Amanda had divorced him, leaving him with
nothing.
I laughed, then cried. We’d both destroyed
our lives.
The end.
