“You need help.”
The words were still ringing in her ears. Cutting deep. How could he say this? Didn’t he understand what she was going through? After everything she had done. Sacrificed. For him. This was the end. Was this her final straw. She felt like their relationship had its ups and downs. But this was different. She was standing at the cliff and the echo of these words still rang through.
It was only one sip…too many. He had walked in on her with the baby crying on the floor and she… Well she was lost in her thoughts, staring into space, everything fading away.
Maybe she did need help.
No! Not an option. He’s the one who does!
But it sounded too familiar. Her time with him started out with such bliss, such carefree enjoyment. They even shared so many likes and dislikes. Their relationship progressed so naturally. Dating was a fairy tale. Their engagement, wedding, right out of her princess dreams. But her dreams kept crashing and she…
The liquid swirled in the bottle. Might as well finish what she started.
Help, not heeded. Not this time. Not ever.