Half-Monster
The band stood out for the amount of midriff showing, but she was covered.
"It's not mine," I say the obvious out loud, and it is met with a deep sigh. Had she wanted it to be mine? Those were dreams we had once before the fights and avoidance. The night she burnt me with her lighter, I knew we had taken our relationship as far as it could go. What had she been thinking?
We had been apart almost four months to the day.
"No, it is not yours," she says with another deep breath. "If it had been yours, I would have been happier. This child belongs to my boyfriend."
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