Chapter Seventy Six

After almost a week of dealing with the chemical infested facility, the doctor finally agreed to discharge me. It's been four days since i left St. Claire Hospital, with a better feeling and successful recovery. But even after leaving the place, i feel like i'm still in a state of being sick, like i left the other part of me there.

'Cause right when our last conversation ended, his visits became consistent. Well, i already probed that it was just all because of our son. Who am i to assume? A torrid kiss wouldn't bend me down so easily. Besides, it was just a kiss. In fact, i could kiss many guys as much as I wanted to.

But i chose not to. Because whether i like it or not, those last constructed words from him didn't let me sleep a peaceful night. It lasted not just in my head but also in the depth of my heart, in my troubled system and in my reviving soul. Every bit of it lingered like a permanent tattoo, up until now it still makes me wonder... haunts me, never gets away, staying ba