Irina didn't want it to show, but she was a mess—a complete mess. The moment she closed the office door, she sank to the floor and began to cry.
She wept desperately and without end, unable to make her life work the way it used to. It felt as though her own mind was turning against her.
She wanted to be far away from everything and everyone. Even though she longed for Amany's comfort, right now she just wanted to be alone.
She felt ready—completely ready—to shatter, to break into a thousand pieces.
Bella, left behind, went to the bedroom—Irina's room—and wondered if she should really be staying there.
She hadn't exactly had a choice in the matter. Her mother had practically forced her to move in.
Raise your child with the father's family. Even if it's hard at first, you need to try. If it doesn't work out, you can come back home.
So she had to stay, even though the situation felt strange—especially now that she and Irina were actually a couple.
