After that, Robert lifted Gloria in front of me and carefully settled her into the passenger seat. It was the seat that used to be mine. I smiled too. She really should stay close. That way, I wouldn’t have to go looking for her when it was time to settle the score.
Back in the house that once belonged to Robert and me, my room had completely changed. The decor had become the French princess style I despised. From the clothes in the closet to the things on the vanity, there was no sign of me left.
A wooden crib stood by the bay window. One glance told me it was Robert’s handiwork. He had arranged everything perfectly. He never truly planned to send Gloria away.
When my eyes narrowed, Gloria trembled. Her voice shook as she spoke, “Amelia, please don’t be angry. Robert was worried about my pregnancy, so he brought me back here. I didn’t know this was your room. I’ll pack up and move to the guest room. Please don’t hit me … ”
She looked terrified. She tried to get up, but her leg cramped and she collapsed to her knees.
Robert quickly helped her up, gently comforting her.
“Gloria, don’t be so humble. I left this room for you. Amelia wasn’t here before. It was empty anyway.”