I was not going to be a good mom.
Before my black hole could swallow her whole, I sent her back.
There were tears in their eyes when I led her back to them in the hotel. When her little hand left mine and held onto them.
I was going to get visitation rights. They were going to let me know whenever something happened to my little girl. I was going to know her. As Aunt Bella. The best Aunty she will ever know.
My baby was not mine once again.
It was for the best. My baby was going to have a mom and a dad. And me.
Where ever she will be.
