The new house

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The hours I've spent at the clinic have made exhaustion take over my life, but little by little, I've regained my voice. Gisela's parents have taken the liberty of paying for the clinic and taking me to a hotel I don't want to enter, but I can't be rude and reject all the good they have done.

It's hard to process the idea that I have a baby inside me, one that feels what I feel, a baby that needs me to be strong and not fall apart when that damn jerk shows up in front of me. I don't want to see him, I don't want to allow him to humiliate me, I can't let him trample on me.

Adal hurt me, and for many, it's a drama that I should forget, but those who think that have surely not been in my shoes.

Heavens, that scene keeps playing in my head over and over again, sometimes I wish there was some remedy to forget it.

Lucero is right in saying that this baby will always remind me of what his father did to me, but... I am not heartless enough to give it up for adoption or have an abortion