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"How's my little baby girl?" You asked your mom as you left your purse on the chair and walked over to your three year old. She was playing on the floor with your mom with her toys as you sat down with them.

"She's been great," your mom replied. "She misses you a lot."

She looked at you and noticed your pale skin and your skinny arms. It was true that you were getting skinnier by the time but that's just how your depression got to you.

"Aww I miss my baby too," you chuckled, picking Mina up in your arms as she wrapped her cute little arms around your fragile body.

"Mama, we played hide and seek! I found gramma!" She smiled cutely.

You pecked her cheek and hugged her tight, "Mommy's proud of you, my baby girl! Now how about you go to your room while I talk to gramma okay? I'll start dinner soon so I'll call you over then."

She nodded and pecked your cheek cutely before walking away. You sighed and leaned on the sofa in back of you, "I'm tired, mom. I'm exhausted."

She saw the pain in your eyes and felt pity but she couldn't help it. What was done, was done.

"I'll go make dinner for us this time," she said. "You just sit down and relax."

You listened to her and laid down on the couch. Still, it was like every other day. You couldn't sleep. When you closed your eyes, the memories of that one tragic night came back to you...

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