5

I look back and see my friend crying her heart out, but I can't do anything. There's no more room for me and my baby in this city. I'm equally heartbroken, just like Ella, but I need to go or I won't have peace. I know Diego won't give me peace if I stay here. He will try to pressure me into terminating my pregnancy, and I couldn't do something as monstrous as he proposed.

Boarding the plane and I finally let my tears flow. That's not what I really wanted. I'm leaving my life behind to start from scratch in a country I barely know. I only made a few visits when I stayed with my father. Well, living in Paris won't be so bad. Ana living in Paris, who would have thought? It actually looks quite interesting considering I don't speak a word of French.

At least I will have my father by my side, giving me all the support I need. I know he's going to want to know every detail of this pregnancy. I'm going to say the basics so he won't be too disappointed, and I don't want that.

Throughout the flight, I remember how loving and caring Diego was, but his possessive jealousy was excessive and bothered me a lot. How can one person be so bipolar? It goes from zero to one hundred in seconds. I approached him just to clear my conscience, but I already knew that he would not accept my pregnancy. But I had to speak the truth. I couldn't just end our relationship without an explanation as he wouldn't take it so easily. He would investigate until he found out the reason for the breakup. And besides, I wouldn't feel comfortable making that decision. I believe in being honest, and it wouldn't be any different with Diego. Regardless of his decision, I was sincere and I have no regrets.

What I cannot accept is him making this absurd request. It's okay if he doesn't want the child, but the decision to have it or not is solely and exclusively mine. My body my Rules. No one has the right to choose what I do with him but me. After hours of travel, the plane finally prepares to land. Can't wait for it to arrive. I'm exhausted, eager to shower and rest. And I still have to adapt to the time zone.

I disembark and I head towards the arrivals area, and as soon as I set foot in the arrivals area, there he is, with a big smile on his face, as he always does when he sees me. My father is a wonderful man, and I love and thank him for shaping the woman I am today. I run to him and throw myself into his arms. It feels so good to be in his arms again. A father's embrace is everything. Of course, I'm already crying. Lately, I've been getting emotional even more than before. Not that I wasn't emotional before, but now there are so many emotions that it's hard to control the tears. My dad pulls me over to look and examines me from head to toe.

"You look so beautiful, my daughter!"

"I'm just normal, dad."

"I think you've grown since the last time I saw you."

"Well, if I have, it's only sideways, because I haven't grown taller in a long time, right?"

"Daughter, you and your sister will always be my little girls."

"I know, dad."

"Alright, let's go get your bags and get out of here, because it's freezing cold outside."

"I forgot that it's winter here. And despite wearing pants and a long-sleeved shirt, I'm not dressed for European winter."

"I figured you wouldn't remember that it's winter, so I brought you a coat in the car. Come on, and you can put it there."

We took my bags and went to the car. There, I put on the coat my father had brought for me. It is very cold outside the airport. Just because I don't like this cold very much, but there's not much I can do about it. It didn't take us long and we stopped in front of the building where my father lives. You know what's even cooler? We have a view of the Eiffel Tower from here. I tried to help my dad with the bags, but he scolded me, telling me not to lift heavy things and to keep my hands away while he carried them. He told me to go ahead and open the door for him.

My dad is an angel and as soon as I opened the door I saw that everything was exactly as I remembered it. Everything in its usual place. My dad likes things well organized, I think I got that from him. I waited for him, and he soon arrived with my bags and took them to my room, which was already tidy and smelled so good. My father is amazing, he is the only one who can prepare everything down to the smallest detail. He thinks of everything. I know I need to tell him everything, but right now I just want to shower and put on warmer clothes. Then I'll talk to him. My father left my bags and said he would wait for me in the living room.

I got into the shower, let the warm water flow over my body and felt a great sense of peace. Here, I really feel good. Being away, I can feel calmer and more at peace, even though I left my heart back in Seattle.

Here, I will rebuild my life and raise my son. It's the only thing I want and will get. I am a strong and determined woman. Some random won't screw this up. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's getting up every time I fall, and this is just one more for my collection.