On a different occasion, I ran into him holding Lovely One's child on the street, looking like a family of three. I had to admit that I was surprised to find myself smiling calmly and said, "The child needs a father figure. You should spend more time with them, Adrian."
Adrian, however, grabbed me in a panic and asked anxiously, "Madeline, why don't you care at all?"
Part 1
I had a miscarriage because someone accidentally collided with me on my way home from work. Today was the second month after my abortion surgery, so Adrian accompanied me for a checkup.
I did not stop him as he left in a hurry after making an excuse. No longer did I cling to him, pleading for his company as I once did.
Watching Adrian's back as he slowly walked away, an unexpected wave of detachment washed over me. I suddenly realized that his presence or absence held little effect over my emotions. I did not seem to be that sad anymore when he was not around.
A nurse called my name, and I quietly accepted the test results before gathering my things and heading home. Not long after, I received a message from Adrian, which read, [Madeline, you can go home on your own, can't you? I still have things to do.]