Chapter32
I sighed, my head feeling fifty pounds heavier with the sudden turns of events and the overwhelming amount of information. It was like being lost in a maze, with no clear direction to hold onto. I looked up at him, searching for answers, but his face was set in a determined mask, leaving me to wonder what he had planned, and how he intended to make it all happen.
Thoughts welled up inside me, as I thought to myself, “Is he really doing this? Is he really willing to go to such great lengths?” And then, like a whisper in the darkness, a doubt crept in, “Or is he doing this because he knows me too well? Because he knows I’ll always choose Willy over myself, no matter the cost?” I wondered if I was just a pawn in his game of redemption.
Was he using Willy’s treatment as a way to buy his way back into my heart? Or was he genuinely trying to make amends, to prove himself? I couldn’t be sure, and the uncertainty left me breathless,
my mind racing with questions, my heart heavy with division.
The internal conflict raged on, a battle between two opposing forces within me. The broken woman, fragile and wounded, still reeling from the pain of the past, hesitated to trust, to hope, to live again. She feared being hurt, being disappointed, being shattered into a million pieces once more.
But the
But the determined mother, fierce and resolute, refused to back down, refused to give up. She saw a glimmer of hope, a chance to save her child, to give Willy the life she deserved, and she was willing
to fight for it, no matter the cost.
The two sides of me wrestled, each one pulling me in opposite directions, leaving me torn,
uncertain and breathless. I knew I had to make a decision, but for now, I was stuck, suspended in
this limbo of conflicting emotions, unsure of which path to take.
“Please relax, Leona, I am guaranteeing you it’s entirely your decision.” His words, meant to be calming, only fueled my frustration.
But that was the problem, why did he have to put me in this position in the first place? Why couldn’t he have waited until after the divorce to spring this on me? It felt like a manipulation, a clever tactic
to delay the inevitable.
And yet, as I looked at him, I saw the sincerity in his eyes, the genuine desire to help Willy. It was a conflicting mix of emotions, anger and gratitude, suspicion and hope. I was restless, my mind. racing with questions and doubts.
Was this really about Willy’s treatment, or was it just a ploy to prolong the divorce? But as I thought about our daughter, about the possibility of her walking again, being free from a lifetime of helplessness, my heart ached. I wanted that for her, more than anything. And so, I was trapped, caught between my skepticism and my desire to save our daughter.
“I hate giving you an ultimatum, but you need to tell me your decision tomorrow.” Tomorrow? His words hit me straight I’m the brain.
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That’s all the time I had? The thought of making a decision begins pulling on my been running a mile. And then he dropped another bombshell.
muscles like I’ve
You have three days to confirm the tr possible.” My mind raced, trying to process the sheer magnitude of what he was asking.
after you get accepted. And fly there as soon as
Three days? Accepted? Fly there as soon as possible? It was all so overwhelming, so terrifying. I felt like I was standing at the edge of a cliff, staring into a never ending pages of confusion.
My head spun, my thoughts jumbled, as I struggled to wrap my brain around the enormity of it all. Willy’s treatment, our future, our lives.
As I stepped out of the house, the cool evening air enveloped me, a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil brewing inside. I felt drained, exhausted from the weight of the conversation. My mind was a chaotic mess of thoughts, emotions, and doubts. I glanced back at the house, seeing Willy’s bright smile as she waved goodbye, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She was the light of my life, my reason for being. Her happiness was all that mattered, and I couldn’t bear the thought of
of it fading.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. Tomorrow, I had to make a decision that would change the course of our lives forever. Stay and fight for the divorce, or leave and give Willy the chance at a normal life. The thought sent a pang through my heart.
“Leona.” I paused, my feet halting on the driveway as I heard Wilson’s voice call out to me.
The familiar sound of his footsteps echoed behind me, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t let him -see emotional mess.
me like this, a tear–stained
I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself, but my voice caught in my throat, but I didn’t look
back. I couldn’t.
My brother’s arrival was timely, pulling up beside me in his car, a safe haven from the emotional examination that was hovering over me. I got in, grateful for the escape, and we drove away, leaving Wilson behind.
