Aurora’s POVI knew something was wrong the moment I stepped outside the clinic.The afternoon air was cool, but the moment I saw the man standing across the street, I felt as though all the oxygen had disappeared from my lungs.Jason.He was leaning against a black car, his eyes fixed on the clinic entrance.Waiting for me.For six years, I had imagined what it would be like to see him again.Sometimes, I imagined myself screaming at him.Sometimes, I imagined walking straight past him as though he were a stranger.Sometimes, I imagined him regretting everything he had done.But I had never imagined this.The strange emptiness inside my chest.I didn’t hate him anymore.At least, I didn’t think I did.Hate required energy.And I had spent the last six years using every ounce of mine to build a life for my children.I had no room left for Jason Evans.I turned and started walking.“Aurora.”I kept going.“Aurora, wait.”His footsteps followed me.I tightened my grip around my handbag.
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