Martina
My days have been difficult; what's happening hurts me a lot. I know Vincent chose her over me; he still loves her.
He ran off to live with her, and I think that even if things were different, he would still love her. I was just something temporary, nothing more.
I cling to the great love I feel for my children; they give me reasons to continue. It's the first time I've loved someone and the first time my heart has been broken.
I feel like I'm dying inside; I never imagined love could hurt so much. This house reminds me of him, of every time we lived together, and now he will live by her side.
My chest hurts, but I must be strong for them. At some point, I must distance myself from all this. I watch them and feel tears fall on my cheeks; I wipe them with the back of my han
