I stayed alive.
I allowed Dr Lexington to take me and my baby in her home.
I gave birth four months later.
Her name is Elle Cartier-Johnson. I got married to a clean dude, hand-picked by Dr Lexington. His name is Greyson Johnson.
He made me feel beautiful, unlike Cole did. My job made me feel useful. My life was going good.
Up until I had Post-Natal Depression. I felt a feeling of dé jà vú. Like my mom also felt like this when I was born.
I felt like a piece of crap trying to be something I'm not. And it was not working.
Dr Lexington noticed something was off but I didn't want to go back on the meds so I lied and said I was just tired from taking care of Mellon.
I have to do something. I gotta do it fast. But I don't know what.
Lemme sing Lemon Fingerprints.
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Fingerprints In Lemonade
Short StoryLemonade Cartier is a twenty-three year old going through lots of issues, she's pregnant and her only family has just died. Will she survive the odds or will she die trying?
