EPOV
The past month had been good. I had taken up a counseling. Even though I felt like I didn't need it anymore, I just wanted to make sure about everything.
I didn't want to have any meltdown again.
I didn't want to go into my shell again.
I didn't want to live in the past anymore.
Past.
Isabella had helped me a lot during this last month to get rid of my past demons, but what about her?
She, too, had gone through a lot; and all that was because of me. Sometimes, the effect of the counseling fails when I think about what she must have to go through.
"I had a.. miscarriage. I feel like it was all my mistake. I was so depressed. I couldn't take care of the baby."
She had always ignored the topic, but I wanted to talk about it today.
