Aoi's stomch grew bigger.
Like some sort of grotesque balloon
that threatened to ruin our lives
threatened to shatter our
broken family.
We shared a bed,
Suki and I.
And when Aoi and father
retreated into their's.
When we were finally left alone.
We'd hold each other close
and whisper,
"I-I don't like our new mummy..."
"Why is she so big, Harmony?"
I think we're going to have another
brother or a sister,
and I think Father'll be
happier than he ever was,
happier than when we were born.
I think all we have
right now
is
each other.
"I don't think daddy likes us."
A sob
chokes out
of a four year old's
throat
into the dark bedroom,
I hold her hand tighter.
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Savor The Moonlight - Book 1 | ✔
Short Story[completed] Harmony is empty. She doesn't speak out, nor does she do anything that could possibly spark her father and step mother's rage. Besides, isn't it better to stay quiet than to deal with the fall-out caused by expressing h...
