Chapter 95

Becky:

The creaking sound of my door woke me up. I had been half asleep the entire time.

Alejandro stepped in, holding a glass of milk in his hands.

"You're awake?" He questioned, putting on the lights. I groaned, sitting upright on the bed. It's been three weeks since everything happened. Three dreadful weeks for me, but throughout this period, Alejandro was there for me.

I was discharged from the hospital about a week ago, but I still haven't recovered from the pain of losing another baby. Mentally, I don't think I'll ever be okay. Each day I spend with Alejandro is filled with pain.

I don't want him seeing my weak self. He stays with me all the time. Whenever I'm alone, all I think about is taking my life. I saw no reason to live anymore.

What else could I ever want. Mom is in prison. It breaks my heart to know all what she did in the past. No wonder she hated Sarah to her bones, and never saw Sarah as a daughter.

I had this feeling dad knew about all of it as well.

I wasn't his da