She can't stop blaming herself for the loss
I want to comfort her so badly but my pain is swallowing up the sympathy I know I should be giving her
My emotions are too overwhelming and I can't seem to see straight
Nearly every single night I cry on Lola's shoulder
Afterwards I phone up Stephanie or Sophie and just cry into the phone
All my words are stuffed deep inside of me
One day I ask Lola a burning question
"Do you think if I'd died my little baby would've lived?"
Lola merely gazes at me incredulously
"The heavens clearly thought that it wasn't your time," she answers carefully
"I asked myself that question so many times after your mum died," I sigh feeling my bones rattle inside my body
Wrapping her arms around me Lola squeezes me tightly
That night I find myself in front of Nasha's grave
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L O L A (COMPLETED ✔️)
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