Denise immediately embraced me tightly and assisted me into her car.
Once inside, I couldn't hold back my tears...
His coldness towards me hurt deeply, and I was uncertain about where our marriage stood now, especially since he didn't know about our child.
Did I mean nothing to him? Was I truly that insignificant?...
He didn't even send a message to let me know if he was coming or not. It felt like he didn't consider my feelings as I sat there waiting for him for hours, staring at my phone, hoping for a message that never came.
Nonetheless, several minutes came and went with no sign of his arrival. I hesitated to express my feelings through chat, wishing instead that he would take the initiative to explain his delay, as my patience wore thin.
The limitations of text couldn't capture the depth of my disappointment or convey the multitude of thoughts on my mind.
