There was a girl. She just started school.

Her name was Jane. Most called her J.

She had a friend-someone she called friend.

But, that friend was not her friend. She didn’t understand.

“Why?” She asked one fine day, “Why don’t you like me?”

The honest answer crushed her.

But it also puzzled her further…

                “I just don’t. I don’t know why…”

That was the day she knew.

Liking someone takes a lot more than innocence and niceness.

It is an instinct.

 

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“I love…”

She gathered herself and caught a deep breath. Lasagne.

 

                “I love…”

Her voice trembled as she fought hard to keep the tears at bay. Cheese.

 

                                “I love…”

Another deep breath. Fresh air…  Milk.

                                                “…You.”

 

She raced to the toilet and emptied her contents with violent jerks and contraction.

Her reactions were so violent that tears made appearance at the corner of her shut eyes…

She could feel the acid and bile that escaped through her sore throat.

This time, she wasn’t so sure if it was the thought of food or that she was trying so hard to profess her nonexistent affections that had warrant the violent reaction.

All she knew was time is running out. She only had slightly less than four months. The pregnancy was a tough one. Even Kit told her so and according to her she had a terrible one.

Although her morning—afternoon and night—sickness has been solved thanks to the regular injections of insulin during the second month, it came back again today…

Tina who had been so good with her with therapy, doctor appointments, and simply just caring for her was out to get some art supplies.

Yes, she finally had something she felt sure of. As soon as she expressed such interest in something that connected the current Bette to the other one, Tina jumped at the chance to somehow bring back that part of her.

It was something she noticed and the word bittersweet so completely explained how she felt about this revelation.

It did bother her at first that everyone around her was so hoping that she would completely morph into her old self. However, that changed when she expressed her fears surrounding all the expectations.