Forty five

Steph wake up quiet late today. She didn’t have anything to do so her mind wasn’t really set at trying to make it early. She struggled to get out of bed. These days were better, she wasn’t drowning in her sorrows like she was earlier and she was starting to feel she could look past it.

But that scared her. It scared her because she felt in a few months, she wouldn’t think about her girl again, her memory would have completely faded away from her and she didn’t want that. She didn’t.

Steph stood and stayed in front of the mirror, she realized that she still had some pregnancy fat and had been too lazy and exhausted to shed it away. She hadn’t paid so much attention to it. She decided she was going to try going for a run every morning. It might help with her mental health and also her body.

Steph was about to go into the bathroom when her phone started to ring. She wondered who it was because it was always just the people home with her that ever called her.

She went towards her