Moving my clothes into suitcases felt weird. Like I never lived here in the first place.

Packing up the items I bought into the house, I wondered if he would notice all the paintings I created gone. I was going to take our wedding photos but that would add to my pain.

I guess it was my fault since I couldn’t see that she wanted to be with him again, like in college, but assured me there was no feelings left.

I hope they are happy together and I’ll be happy with my little bean growing in me.

Closing one door and opening another, hopefully this door doesn’t come with heartbreak and betrayal.