Isha
“You seem happy child,” my Nana said as we ate breakfast.
“I am happy, Nana. It’s funny because I thought I’d be devastated and depressed. But maybe I didn’t love him as much as I thought I did.”
I saw mom nod at my statement. She passed me the plate full of bacon when I asked for it. Today we were going to Uncle Mark's office to discuss something that Nana said was very important. I’ve already been here for three days, and today Nana seemed a little nervous.
“He was your first, you were most likely infatuated. I knew it when you face-timed us and told us you eloped. You were smiling, but there was no light in your eyes.”
“I thought I really did love him. I did have one day of pity, and then I was angry. But now, I feel like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. You
