Determined

Days seemed to go by so slowly. The thought of complications lying ahead followed me everywhere I went. Alas,one day, I spoke my mind. A bit relieved. I knew, though, that they might consider me a materialistic. Then, and especially now, I don't really give a da*n.

One reason why I had to do that was an input that anything could be legally unclear and disputable after the event took place. I realized I had to move quickly.

Knowing what I had to do got me into deep stress. Not knowing that I had to finish as quickly as I possible could made me in a full-of-regret state. I should have known better. I should have made my move.

Now, I wait....
I've made my plans.... Somehow, I will finally settle everything. I have to. For his own future good and his children's.