Chapter 193. Pregnant

CHARLOTTE

I stayed at the table, staring at the untouched plate. The food had already started to cool. I wasn’t upset about it. I wasn’t thinking about anything clearly at all.

Everything felt delayed.

Like my emotions hadn’t caught up to what had happened yet.

I eventually stood, carried the plate to the kitchen, and set it down on the sink without eating a single bite.

I didn’t cry.

I just stood there, hands resting on the counter, staring at the wall.

Still shocked.

Still numb.

He left.

An emergency?

What an excuse.

This same man cried in panic days ago, afraid that I might hurt myself.

And now…

I had a complete breakdown last night, and he left me the very next day.

So why am I so hurt by it? I decided last night that I would be leaving this relationship too.

Am I the problem? Am I overreacting?

The thought gnawed at me.

My chest tightened, and my fingers trembled slightly