All Chapters of Divorce? Never Letting Go!: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Tamara.It's been a week since I found out I was pregnant. One week of Killian making me breakfast and dinner that I end up ditching.He might think the rejection is about him, maybe, just a little. But it's mainly because I can't stomach anything.My morning sickness has gotten worse, I eat a tiny bit, then empty my gut right after.I'm hoping to tell Dr. Emerald about this in my next appointment.The only time that could suffice now was my mother's soup, it's one thing I take that I don't puke.But Killian doesn't stop. It's like he's dead set on this.He even went as far as sending lunch over to my office. I bet Clara doesn't even bother with buying herself lunch anymore.And….we usually don't talk much.Fine, he always tries to get me to talk to him and honestly I think I prefer us living past one another.But this morning I bumped into him in the staircase, the second our eyes met, there was a pause and I finally had the chance to give my husband a proper once over.He— he looke

Tamara.My vision blurs with unshed tears as I lean over my car, chest heaving.I'm officially angry at my mother, so angry that I can't bear to face her, to talk to her.Maybe a little angry at myself. A wave of guilt hits me. I push it off. It's not like I'd intentionally lie to her or keep my marital crisis a secret.She's sick.Anything can trigger her. I — I just don't want to be the reason why my mom's troubled or sad when she's dealing with a lot herself.But what reason would she possibly have to lie about knowing my mother in-law, who constantly talks ill of her?I asked her. I did, over and over again.She said Katrina is just bluffing, that it's nothing, that I should pay her no mind. And I believed her.I believed my mother, because Katrina had been a torn in my flesh, so I put it down to her trying to trash talk my mom, to mess with my head.But finding out my mother's the one who lied to me makes it hard to breathe.Because I'm convinced now that she's hiding something f

Tamara.It's Saturday, and not only did I sleep in late. I woke up feeling like I can eat a lion.Lucille will be here in a few hours but I honestly can't wait.I made pasta last night but ended up not eating it. I still do not feel like eating it now.I enter the bathroom, do my business and head to the kitchen.I have no idea where I got this verve but before I knew it I'm halfway through making a spicy fried rice.I haven't seen Killian but his car is parked out there.Even the food he usually keeps for me isn't there.Which is— not like him, at all.I put it out of my head at first and started cooking, even now the food is almost ready and there's still no trace of him.It gets me worried, way more than I want to admit.Fiddling with my fork at the dining table, forcing myself to eat this food I had spent a decent amount of time making but no.This lack of appetite is getting increasingly worrisome.I normally don't eat much and I never worry about it. But with a baby on the way,

Tamara.“This tastes…heavenly.”Jayna mused as she takes another bite. “Even my favorite restaurant over there is no match.”I chuckle briefly. “You're flattering me, Jayna..”She lifts her brows. “What?” She retorts, sips her juice and continues. “You know I'm not. I'm hoping on you to feed me fat before I travel back.”“You want to be a model. How about that?”She laughs. “I will manage,” she says, taking another spoonful into her mouth. “This is good.” She says, pointing to her plate.I smile and watch her eat.I love that she's around.At least I'd have someone to talk to around here.Jayna loves me— like for real. I don't know how, but the second we met, she said she realized she found a sister.We shared a bond that's quite unique, which of course triggered Katrina into sending her to study abroad.She didn't say it out aloud but I could feel it, see it. The way her face changes whenever she sees us shopping together, going to the spa…because we basically do everything together.

Tamara.My mom's been calling nonstop over the weekend and I didn't take any of it.I did answer Hilda twice, just to know if mom's okay, healthy and sticking to her medications.She is. That's all I need to know.I'm not talking to her until she's ready to come clean with me. She knows where to find me.This— it's all too messed up, because somehow it feels like I'm fighting with everyone in my corner.Sighing, I buried myself in work.I don't know how long it's been but my phone beeps, indicating it's been two hours.And it's about time I leave for my doctor's appointment.Killian.He comes to my mind as I stand and shuffle for my keys.I've been keeping out of his way like it's a full time job. He hasn't been on my tail either.We— we just live past one another.I can't thank Jayna enough for being in that house. Her presence made things a little less awkward.I find my keys, grabbed my bag and walk to the door. I don't know if Killian remembers, it doesn't even matter.I'll just d