This is a bit depressing chapter. So read at your own risk. I'd say people recovering from a messy breakup/ who have suicidal thoughts to skip this chapter. 🙏
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I think, I'm losing it.
It's been a more than month since I lost my baby. You came back from your business trip yesterday, gave me a kiss on my cheek, said some I missed you shit and went for work before I woke up.
Cooper and I've become good friends now. He pays me a visit everyday to keep me company and make sure I'm fine. But I'm not.
It's awkward for me now that I know his feelings for me,I'm more than confused.
Everytime I find myself staring at my own reflection in the mirror I wonder what made you and Cooper fall in love with me. You both came from wealthy family, you both could have any rich, less problematic, loving and gorgeous girl you want as your life partner.
So why me? What made you fall for me?
Whatever it was, I know it wasn't enough to make you stay. Had it been that good and powerful, you would've never cheated on me or Cooper would have admitted his feelings for me or my family would've stood by side now when I need them the most.
But it wasn't it? That's why you cheated right? I wasn't enough.
Whatever it was that attracted you to me, it is now dead.
And maybe...so should I be?
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