"You can always have more children Kiki but remember she can never be replaced." My mom said as I nodded my head.
After three days in the hospital I'm finally being discharged. As I grabbed my bag Kaleb packed me I looked at the butterfly on my hospital room door. Butterflies on the "birthing" and "pregnancy" floor is a code for stillborn babies.
I stared at the butterfly. I seen Mya come down the hallway. She stopped and stared at the butterfly with me.
"It's ok Kierra. She's in a better place now. I promise." Mya said hugging me.
I had no tears left to cry so I hugged her back. "I know."
I walked to Kaleb's car with him. I didn't feel like talking or thinking. My mind went blank, that's the second time it did that in 10 years.
When we pulled up to my house we both went in. I kicked my shoes off and flopped on the couch. I had a bunch of baby stuff all over the house I have to clean up. I already decided that I'm donating everything.
"I love you Kierra." Kaleb said before leaving out.
I just want to be alone.
Flashback over.
I got up and went through Melanie's keep sake box. It had a picture of me holding her when I seen her for the first time, the blanket she had when they washed her off, and half of her ashes. Kaleb had the other half.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
