CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

I sat on the sofa wrapped around my comfy blankets while eating a bucket of chocolate ice cream and pickles as I watched the other woman. I scowled when the woman slept with her cheating husband and stuffed more of my chocolate ice cream disappointed.

Women are such idiots, men are idiots, I miss my baby. I moved my trembling pucker bottom lip and stuffed more ice cream in my mouth as I sniffed, eating pickles. My life is so miserable. I'm going to be so fat, and that prick will stay muscular! And go to that stupid war to get himself killed!

I mimicked myself and stuffed more ice cream in my mouth, changing the channel. "Hey babes. You're, okay?" Andre asked as he slumped next to me, taking my bucket and spoon out of my hand and stuffed a big amount of ice cream into his mouth. "Hey! You must share grumpy pants."