Mixed Feelings

Darcy

The rest of dinner went in a blur. I couldn't remember what happened, all I wanted was an opportunity to hold my son again , and that's all he seemed to want too; he wanted to be held so desperately it almost hurt me to look at him, but even that wasn't good enough, he just needed to be near me, and I wanted that so badly.

Rhys drove me home, I didn't ask him about how he knew my apartment like I had wanted to anymore because it didn't matter now.

For two days after that dinner, I was unable to sleep. The sound of my child crying woke me up every single night, and sometimes I even cried as well.

Today I got back from work and as I walked into my apartment, it was empty.

Totally empty!

My heart sank, had I been robbed? No, no. That couldn't have happened. I was told it was the good part of town. I ran over to Mr Albert who lived next door, he owned the house.

“I have been robbed Sir, my apartment is empty. They took everything”. My voice quivered as the tears were trying to mak