Episode 77: Clarity

Three Days Later.
Benali Residence | San Myshuno. 

Aahana rushed out to the living room chasing the vibrating sounds from her phone. Someone was calling, no Salim was calling, she knew it had to be him. A huge smile formed across her lips as she thought back on how right she was. Nobody knew that man better than her and just like she told Nura, there was no way he was going to let this little spat between them go another week. She had a doctor’s appointment later that day anyway and he wouldn’t dare miss another one. She picked up her phone, ready to accept his apology, until … she saw the name displayed on the screen … wasn’t Baby Daddy. That smile of hers quickly melted into a devastating frown as she rejected the call and tossed the phone on the sofa. 

She plopped down beside it, so angry she could scream! She couldn’t believe he was acting like this, still, after all this time, he was still mad because of a stupid ass argument about his stupid ass girlfriend. He had almost three weeks to get over that shit and here he was still holding a grudge. What kind of example was that to set for their kids? That whenever he’s mad, he’s just going to up and disappear, without a word. Not a call to see how they’re doing or if they’re okay. Not a text to say he misses them or to see if they need anything? Just poof, gone, just like that, just like … her dad. 

She picked up her phone again, ready to type the first of many angry texts she planned to send his way but paused when she was hit with a familiar feeling, déjà vu almost, except this time … she was her mom … and the twins … they were her … 

She sat the phone back down and slumped into the sofa cushion as the memory from her childhood replayed in her head. It was something she would never forget … the day everything changed. She was about eight, hiding in the hallway, eavesdropping on her mom’s conversation. As usual, she was on the phone with her dad, angry about something. She couldn’t hear what he was saying but she heard everything she said. There was a lot of yelling and cursing but the two things that stood out the most were, “I’ll make sure you never see her again” and “if you try to take her, I’ll have your ass arrested”. She knew they were arguing about her because … they were always arguing about her … And right after that, that heated conversation, her dad stopped picking her up on weekends and all but disappeared from her life …

She sat up as the memory faded away. Is that what she was doing? The same thing as her mom? She knows she only wanted the best for her but now that she’s older, she also knows that she was the one who pushed him out of her life. She’s not mad at her for it though, they were a team and her mom needed her. Besides, her dad was fine … he had his own life with his new wife and kids … the ones she never got to meet, but she had her mom and that was enough … most of the time …

There may have been days when she missed him and wondered what it would be like to have a brother or sister, but the babies … they would be fine because she was fine, but then … at the same time … she did want more for them. She didn’t want them to have that same emptiness she had. She didn’t want them to miss out on having a relationship with their dad. She didn’t want them to miss out on the opportunity to be happy and most importantly … loved by everyone who wanted to love them. She didn’t want to be the reason they didn’t have everything they deserved to have. She just didn’t … want to be that person .. she just didn’t want to be her mom.

She grabbed her phone and her keys and headed towards the door.

Aahana: [shouts upstairs] Nura! I’m leaving. I’ll be back in a little bit.

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Hey, I'm India! Long time simmer, wife, mama and sweet tea enthusiast. I love writing stories inspired by my favorite sims and helping the community find ways to get creative with their games.

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