Carina POV
The water is cold by the time I get out of the tub. I wrap myself in a towel and walk to the basin to brush my teeth. I wipe the steam from the mirror and look at the reflection staring back at me.
Is this who I have become? I wonder when I look at the dark circles under my eyes. I hardly recognise myself. I do not want to be this sad and tired woman in the mirror. I want to be the person I used to be.
Before I married Mason, I was adventurous and fun. I had a voice, an opinion. Now I am reduced to a pouting and crying mess. This must end! It is no longer just me; I have my baby to think about.
If I cannot fight for myself, how can I fight for my child? I need to protect my baby against people like Cybil. I have no choice but to suck it up and grow up. No more pining over a
