minnie (part 3)

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Part 3 Rosie grew up with the ocean as her home, filled with energy and laughter. From the moment she could walk, she’d run to the beach, splashing in the waves and building the biggest sandcastles. Yuki and I cherished those sunny days, filling our home with music and stories while Rosie brightened our lives. But when Rosie turned sixteen, everything began to change. She started hanging out with a new group of friends, ones who got involved in the wrong things. I sensed a shift, but I didn’t want to believe it. She was still my little girl, right? Then came the day that turned our world upside down. Rosie came home with a revelation that would change everything: she was pregnant. The news hit me like a rock. My heart sank as I tried to process what it all meant. When Yuki found out, her face paled, and the room filled with silence. We sat together, unable to look at each other, the weight of the moment heavy. “Minerva, this is serious!” Yuki finally said, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and disbelief. “She needs to understand what this means.” I felt a surge of anger and protectiveness. “And I’m going to be there for her! She’s my daughter! She needs love, not judgment!” The argument heated quickly, and I could see the hurt in Yuki’s eyes. “You’re choosing her over us!” she yelled, her voice echoing in the small space. “Over our family!” “Rosie is your family too!! I’m choosing to be her mom, Yuki! I won’t turn my back on her!” After that, things spiraled out of control. Yuki was devastated, and I felt like I was being torn apart. I wanted to support Rosie through this life-changing event, but Yuki felt abandoned. The love we once shared twisted into anger and frustration, brewing a storm within our home. One day, Yuki said she needed space. “I can’t do this anymore, Minerva. Not with Rosie. Everything was fine until her.” she whispered, her eyes filled with anger. "Yuki, no! You loved Rosie, you love her. Don't you love me? if you did, you'd stay with us, Yuki." My heart shattered as I watched her walk away, feeling like I was losing a part of myself. I had always believed that love was supposed to endure, but now everything felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I tried to contact Yuki a while later, but she shut me out. For good. I tried to focus on Rosie, determined to help her navigate everything. She needed me now more than ever. I wanted her to know that even when things got tough, I would always stand by her side. Yet with every laugh we shared, I felt anger towards Yuki. Her leaving: replaying in my head again and again and again. and it weighed heavily on my heart. In those moments, I realized that love could be amazing yet fragile. I would fight for my daughter, but the cost of losing Yuki lingered. Holding Rosie close, I knew our family would never be the same again. But I embraced the love left in our home. END OF STORY. --written by