We sat in the kitchen and said nothing... he smoked, and I nervously fiddled with a button on her dress.
Just five minutes ago, I found out that across the street from our house, the girl lives, which is under the heart of the son of my husband.
The fact that the news shocked me, is an understatement. I could not believe that my favorite, so tender and caring husband, he could do so.
We have lived for more than 10 years together, not without the swearing of course, but lived happily, and loved each other around the support. Our two children - this is our continuing and we have gone through so much together, as experienced... and now to us as it is necessary to go through it.
He was silent, and I am afraid even to say a word in his throat, his hands shaking, his head porridge, from an abundance of thoughts and mind-blowing want to scream... but you can not, the kids are asleep.
On the wall of the clock is ticking, we are even afraid to raise his eyes and look at each other. Because it will be a blast, an explosion of emotions. But we have to.
And I dare to take the first step.
- How did this happen? (Stupid of course, but what else to ask?)
- I did not want it, it happened. And she could not take pills. Sorry.
- Sorry? Are you out of your mind? How can I forgive this?
- Sorry. I do not know what to say. It was a mistake.
- The child can not be a mistake, what are you talking about? (I think I'll take a bowl and smash his head on)
- I have a family, I love you. And it's... well, you know... it's just entertainment.
- Hmm... had fun? (I catch myself thinking that instead of buttons hold hands in a bowl)
- Sorry. Sorry, sorry... (kneels down, stick his nose into the hem of her dress and crying)
- Silent (but a plate out of the hands do not release)
- I'm sorry... (sniffling)
- What are you going to do with this? (I remove his head from his knees and get up from a chair)
- I'll decide everything, you should not worry about it (we are and look each other in the eye). Everything will be as before. Give me some time.
at that time? Conscious of their mistakes? At that time, then?
And at that time I do? Live as before? Pretending that all is well?
Afraid to go to the store, so as not to meet the eyes of this unfortunate woman? Wait for the birth of your son? What, what do I do?
I could not live like this, I could not forgive. I do not understand how one can play with the feelings of others and throw unborn children, citing the fact that it was a mistake.
Adult man in the first place, is responsible for their actions, not running, tail between his legs from the problems and just such mistakes.
Bug - it's you, honey. And not a child who does not do anything.
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