As I noticed Felix's behavior after my miscarriage, I couldn't help but feel concerned. I noticed that he was always coming home late and seemed to be preoccupied with work even when he was at home. I knew that he was a busy man, but this was different. I could tell that something was bothering him, but I didn't know what it was.
I had always relied on Felix for emotional support, especially during their difficult times. I felt that he was distant from her now, and I didn't know how to bridge the gap between us. I missed his presence and felt lonely without him. I wondered if he was struggling with his own grief, but didn't know how to ask him about it.
Despite my own pain, I couldn't help but worry about Felix. I wanted to be there for him but didn't know how to reach out. I felt a sense of helplessness as if I had lost the connection we once had. I wished I could understand what was going on in his mind, but felt like I was left in the dark.
As the days went by, I tried to be patient and understanding. I hoped that Felix would open up to her and share his feelings, but he remained closed off. I felt frustrated and worried, wondering if I would ever be able to connect with him again. I realized that they both needed time to heal, but hoped that we could do it together.
I felt like I had lost a part of myself after the miscarriage, but Felix's behavior made me feel even more alone. I knew that he was grieving too, but it seemed like he was doing it in a different way.
I tried to talk to him about it, but every time I brought it up, he would become defensive and dismissive. "I'm just busy with work," he would say. "You know how important my work is to me."
But I knew that it didn't just work. Felix had started staying out later, and he was always on his phone, texting or emailing. I felt like he was avoiding me, and it hurt.
I felt comforted by Max's words, but at the same time, I couldn't help feeling frustrated. I knew that my worries were valid, and I couldn't just dismiss them as overthinking. But still, Max's presence and her attempt to console me made me feel a little better.
"Maybe you're right," she said, giving Max a weak smile. "Maybe I am just thinking too much."
Max nodded understandingly. "It's natural to worry, especially after what you've been through. But you also have to take care of yourself and not let your worries consume you."
I sighed, feeling a little more relaxed in Max's company. I knew that she had my best interests at heart and that she wouldn't dismiss my concerns lightly.
"What if she's seeing someone else?" I ask him, and she laughed.
"Why would you think about that?" Max asks me, "I promise you, Felix will not cheat on you. That guy loves you so much, don't even think he'll cheat on you," Max added.
I took a deep sigh, trying to calm the thoughts in my head.
"You're right, Max. I shouldn't jump to conclusions like that," I said, feeling a little ashamed of my own thoughts.
Max smiled and gave me a hug. "It's okay, Iris. We all have our moments of doubt and fear. Just remember that you're not alone and that you can always talk to me if you need to."
I nodded, feeling grateful for Max's support. Even though I still had my worries and fears, I knew that I had someone to turn to when things got too overwhelming. And for that, I was thankful.
Max placed her hand on my shoulder, offering her support.
"You are going through a difficult time, Iris. It's understandable that your mind is playing tricks on you. But trust me, Felix is not seeing anyone else."
Iris nodded slowly, taking comfort in Max's words. She knew that Max had a way of calming her down and making her see reason. "You're right," I said softly. "I'm just being paranoid. I know that Felix loves me and would never do anything to hurt me."
Max gave me a warm smile. "Exactly. And remember, you don't have to go through this alone. You have me and other friends who care about you. And if you ever need to talk, I'm here for you."
I felt a wave of gratitude toward Max. I was grateful to have such a supportive friend in my life, especially during this difficult time. "Thank you, Max. You have no idea how much your support means to me."
Max hugged me tightly. "Anytime, my dear. We'll get through this together."
With Max's comforting words, I felt a little more at ease. I knew that I still had a long road ahead of me, but with the support of my friends and loved ones, I felt like I could face whatever came my way.
As I hugged Max back, I knew that I had to start taking care of herself, both physically and emotionally. I couldn't let her worries consume me and drag me down. I had to find a way to move forward and heal, for myself and for Felix.
With a newfound sense of determination, I pulled away from the embrace and looked at Max with a small smile. "Thanks, Max. I think I know what I need to do now."
Max returned the smile. "Good. And remember, I'm always here for you."
Looking back, I realized that Max had been right. I needed to take care of myself and not let my worries consume me. By being patient and understanding with Felix, and giving him the space he needed to grieve, we were able to heal together as a couple.
The miscarriage was a difficult experience, but it brought us closer in ways we never expected. We learned to communicate better and be there for each other in times of need. And while the pain of the loss will always be there, we know that we have each other to lean on, and that's all that matters.