Jasleena.

What more could those skanky witches want? I knew it was them. There was no other explanation. At the restaurant she threw her threats and the following day she had them air everything. People knew what I looked like because she gave them a photo. People knew what my weakness was. What I can't give to Luka any longer. She didn't just expose me but our daughter.

I was ignoring everyone. After everything that happened... Especially, walking up behind Luka reading some of that letter. Everything else that happened prior to it. I just couldn't deal with anyone at that moment. I locked myself in the bathroom. I turned the shower on, undressed, got in, and cried. Cried so hard, I slowly felt myself bringing myself to the ground. Curled up and cried into my knees. I heard the door. I heard Luka calling for me. I didn't hear Lila so I assumed he had his mother pick Lila up. Even then I still didn't want to talk to anyone. I was way too hurt. Completely shattered, was more like it.

My mind was at a million. I don't really know how much time later, I decided I should get out before I turned into a human raisin. Luka must have given up because I no longer heard him. I felt terrible for pushing him away as well, but I was so hurt. I was shattered. I questioned myself. Like, Why would someone go to that extent? Why would another female want to break down another? I just wasn't understanding how someone would tear someone up like that...

I finally had the courage to get out of the bathroom. When I opened the door, there was Luka. Sitting right on the side of the wall. "Lily?" I wanted to walk away... I wanted to be left alone... But, I knew I had to face him. I couldn't blame him for what she did. All he's ever done was take care of me. In ways I could never pay him back. He loved me and I loved him. I needed to try. Try and speak to him. I needed to think of him and Lila as well. "Luka..." He got up so quickly, as he heard the brokenness in my voice. He said nothing. He simply wrapped his arms around my body and held on to me. I cried. I didn't think I could cry anymore. But I did.