Chapter 89 Second Chances

• For the first month, besides being a mother, my life had no meaning.
• Samantha was always with Blue. She daunted on him, showered him with love, and devotion. They played, she sang, she read, she bathed him, dressed him, slept with him in the nursery, took walks, fed him, the list was endless. I tagged along in all the activities but it soon seemed as if I was a third party, like I was a leech to Samantha, as if I was monitoring or keeping an eye on her. It made us rigid with each other, and the easygoing conversations and friendship turned sour.
• The jealousy I felt did not help at all because I realized it was showing on my face every time Blue clung to Samantha, how he always looked for her with his eyes and soon wanted no one else but Samantha. It was like a knife to the heart. How crazy was it to inwardly blackmail a baby? I just couldn’t help the thoughts. After everything we went through together, he just turned on me like that.