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He ha lf-turns , looking back at me from the door way.
I lift my chi n, looking at hi m with fina lity. “I wish thi s baby wasn’t
yours, R yle. Wi th ev er ythi ng tha t I am, I wish thi s baby was no t a part
of you.”
If I tho ught hi s world couldn’t crumble more, I was wrong .
He walks out of my bed room and I pres s my face int o my pillow. I
tho ught if I could just hu rt hi m like he ha d hu rt me, I would feel
aveng ed .
I don’t.
Ins tea d, I feel vind ictive and mea n.
I feel like I’m my fat he r.
