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115. In the middle on the night

Silence fills the room in a heavy cloud that makes me feel a little uneasy. Killian is still kneeling by the couch, his hand on my belly. I feel odd. I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because I know how much harm I have done to him, and how much pain he must have been through.

I knew damn well I was nothing but a bitch for a whole entire month, while he had worked his ass off to finish remodeling this home for us. For me, for our babies, for us as a family. I knew all this and yet, I could not bring myself to genuinely apologize.

It would not have been enough anyway, so why bother, right?

Seeing him this patient, this calm in the middle of the storm, this gentle and genuinely entranced by the idea of being a father, made /her/ rethink quite a handful of things that were now a bit uncomfortable to think about.

/Trusting him could be a mistake…/

Trusting him could also be the besst thing we could do in this lifetime.

/His kind -/

He can’t erase or delete from history what his kind has don
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