"We need to talk."
Four words every guy waits on bated breath to hear, and it almost is always something negative.
I'm not sure what she wants to talk about. My mind is still reeling from the fact that she was about to cast her past aside and move on with Mason, looking for some sort of future with him. Woolf he give her everything she could ever want? Of course he could. Doesn't hurt any bit less though.
Do I blame her for our baby's death? Hell no. Of course not and I don't understand why she would ever even put herself through that kind of misery but f**k, if it didn't hurt to know what she was about to do before the unimaginable happened.
I don't even look at her as I nurse the beer I grabbed immediately after getting home. When I had first gotten home from work, I thought she
