AMELIA
It was funny how people are always able to think of the right things to say after a confrontation was over. This was exactly my case now. There were so many things I wanted to tell Noah, so many things I had just thought of, things that would have taken him down a peg or two. But he had more or less the last word with that jibe about my inability to conceive.
Somehow, I was paranoid that he was right. That I was somehow barren and destined to have no kids. I didn’t have any evidence to prove he was wrong so silence was all I could offer.
My day was totally and utterly ruined. As soon as I pulled up in front of the house, I grabbed the groceries on the passenger seat, and marched angrily into the house.
And then my anger deflated the moment I saw Damian. He was on the living roo
