Chapter 37

Robert had known all my secrets for a good two hours, but I knew I couldn’t tell him about the fight. 

The right side of my face was bruised, but the swelling had gone down quite a bit already. She never kicked me or my belly, so I figured that the baby had to be okay. I still worried about it a lot and wondered if I could convince doctor Ward to take a look at it without Robert’s knowledge.

That awful night was two days ago, and I still didn’t feel any better. My head throbbed whenever I tried to get some sleep, and all I could manage to do was to bring Clara to school and pick her up when she was done. My days were spent like a zombie watching the TV. 

I glanced over at the clock, Clara wouldn’t have to be picked up for another four hours. I wasn’t an expert with make-up, but I tried my best to cover the bruises when I went out. One photographer and Robert would undoubtedly be painted as an abusive boyfriend. 

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