Pieces of pasts

"But two weeks before she was supposed to tell him that she was pregnant with his pup even though it belonged to a rogue, she had a miscarriage. And I naively thought that since she'd had a miscarriage, we would let bygones be bygones, and I would get back with my man. But no! Glenn had tasted wealth and she was not going to let go easily. Or at all, as I have now come to understand." Mila said in an accusatory tone.

"But it will still benefit everyone right?" Sophia insisted, and Mila glanced angrily at her.

I sighed deeply, "How did we even get to this point, where we are tearing each other apart with our words? How did it get so bad?" I asked sadly with downcast eyes.

"Oh well, your self sabotage led us here." Martha said, and I turned to look at her.

"But why, Martha? Why did you do it? Why did you lie to me?" I was trying desperately to find an excuse good enough for me to forgive Martha, because I had grown attached to her sweet and kind nature, or her facade of sweet, tende