CHAPTER 21: TESSA’S BLANKIE

Isla

Things have been, well, more stiff since my last talk with Axel as we prepared for the surgery which was already here, and the guilt I felt for telling him off ate me up from the inside.

It gave me sleepless nights, as if he had not done more than worse in the past, and that annoyed me. Why was I, the victim of betrayal and mental abuse, guilty for telling the man who just wanted to know how I felt, off?

And if that wasn't worse, the mutual agreement of peace we unconsciously had because of the kids seemed like it was cancelled, as Axel never said more than two words to me.

Hey, without more than a stiff nod.

Bye, with no nods at all.

Even the kids noticed, but they had not said anything about it yet, but as their mother, I knew it was just a matter of time.

And Dante, oh Dante.

Words couldn't begin your describe how our relationship was. He still managed to call me everyday, but it wasn't the same as before. It felt stiff, unlike the times before he ruined it, and after that, he