Romantic Homicide

d by persistent thoughts. My focus was elsewhere during the baby's brief checkup appointment. Every

. I was aware that he was mourning his brother, but recently, it seemed like he had entirely overlooked me. Each time Isabel was present, she required hi

. I always believed we would share a life and start a family together. However, at this moment it seemed as though he didn't acknowledge my presence at all. I had remained patient, attempting

g, the silence seemed to bear down on me heavily. I briefly felt a sense of comfort in not seeing Isabel's face,

burdened by my heavy heart, questioni

fied Jake's voice. He spoke in a gentle tone, and suddenly I caught Isabel's laughter, airy and recognizable. My feet propelled me forward

and tender touch used to be mine. Isabel closed her eyes and leaned towards his hand, smiling in a way that felt too relaxed, too recognizable. He gazed at her with a

n retract his hand. He remained unfazed, showing no reaction to the fact that I had witnessed them. Isabel gaz

d tone, with my voice cracking, my heart

d his gaze elsewhere, as though he was uninte

ce cold, "I didn't want y

ecting it. He didn't have any remorse. Each word, each momen

re, just barely keeping myself composed. "