VIOLETA
“Babe, what is the matter? You have been strange since we got back from the lab. What is bothering you?” Pablo asks, sitting next to me on the couch.
“I am probably fatigued, plus I am on my period, so yeah,” I answer him without even looking at him. I am still stressed with the f*******: message I got earlier, and I am so confused about it.
I am trying to move on with my life; why would someone purposely want to take me back to my past?”
Ugh, Pablo won’t like this at all, and that is not the energy I want to bring to our kids.
“Oh, I almost forgot. Do you need anything though? What do you want me to do for you?”
“Nothing, baby. I just want you to hold me close to you,” I whine.
“If that is what you want then I will do it,” He takes off his shoes and puts his feet on t
