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    Come Back

    She doesn’t talk to me anymore.  We just walk pass each other like strangers.  I stared at her sometimes but she didn’t even acknowledge my presence. 

     

    I made her a cup of espresso this morning, just like every morning in the past 5 years – since we got back together.  She didn’t touch it.  Her face was hiding behind her hands, her elbows resting on the table to support her body.  She looked so sad.  I asked her to talk to me but she didn’t respond.  There was nothing – only silence.

     

    I walked over and hugged her from behind.  Her head jolted up slightly.

     

    She whispered, “Carm?”

     

    “I’m here, baby.”  I whispered back.

     

    She shook her head and said, “Baby, I need you.”

     

    “I’m here, darling.  Talk to me.”

     

    “I miss you.”

     

    “I am not going anywhere.” I said, this was too painful to watch.

     

    She shook her head again, tears were running down her cheeks. She wiped them off with her palms.

     

    She walked pass the cup of coffee that I placed on the table and headed towards our bedroom.  She stopped in front of the baby bed, starring at the little baby girl inside.  She smiled for the first time this morning.  She stroked her cheeks gently, “you look so much like her.  Do you know that, Sofia?” 

     

    Sofia was smiling at her.  “You have her smile.”   Shane dropped a tear again.  She looked away, not wanting Sofia to see her cry.

     

    “Hey, Sofia, why is your mummy crying?”  I placed one hand on her head, stroking her head softly.  Her baby skin is so smooth.  She has Shane’s green eyes and, her skin is a mixture of mine and Shane’s, light crispy brown.  I am proud that she inherited the McCutheon genes.  She will have many admirers when she grows up.

     

    I wanted the baby to be ours and not just from a random sperm donor.  I suggested that we should approach her dad for the sperms but she hated the idea that her dad might claim the child to be his, one day.  Luckily, Shay knew what we were trying to start a family and offered to donate some of his seeds to his big sister! I love him, he had no idea how happy this made us.

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    1. i knewwwwwwwwwwww it!!!!! i knew it fuck!!! and i kept reading lol… i hate you right know haha that was soo sad man!!! jajaja man but i love it… please do not continue cause i will be braking down everytime you post jajajaja

    2. Yay, it’s me again ^^ So, here’s my theory : Carmen isn’t dead, but she’s in a coma. She is able to see how Shane handles the situation and at the end of your story she wakes up ^^ Like Reese Witherspoon in “Just Like Heaven”. Your story reminds me of “Just Like Heaven” and “Jersey Girl” and I loved both films, so please keep posting.

    3. Is Carmen dead or just in a coma? I haven’t decided yet and I wasn’t thinking about those movies when I wrote it. But hey, I love ‘just like heaven’. let me update ‘the real deal’ first! it’s in progress…

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