Once In a Lifetime

Chapter 27

I did not forget to post this, I really didn't. I just.

Okay maybe I did.

Anyways, I've read this chapter so many times that I hate it. Here is what you all have been waiting for.

Song: from the dining table - harry styles or helium - sia

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Monique's pov, March 17, 2012

I walked up the cobblestone path and waited in front of the door. Harry opened with a smile, but soon dropped his eyebrows with a confused expression.

"Aunt Monique? What are you doing here?" he asked, furrowing his brows.

"I'm here for Julia." I answered.

"For Julia? Where is Anna?"

I took a deep breath.

Keep it together.

"She's not here at the moment. I'm picking Julia up." I answered with a smile.

"Oookay. Jules! Monique is here to pick you up." He yelled, turning his head to the house.

Julia came running from behind the door. "Hi Monique." She said as she hugged me.

"Hi honey." I answered.

"Where is mommy?" She asked, looking up at me with big eyes and a smile.

"She's not here, but I am. Let's go home." I told her with a sympathetic smile.

"Oooo K. Bye Hazza!" She said, turning around and walking to Harry.

He squatted down and took her in for a big hug. He rubbed her back and kissed her on top of her head. "Know that I'll always love you, yeah?" he said, and Julia nodded.

"Always." I heard her whisper.

I looked away and bit on my bottom lip and blinked a couple of times. I took a deep breath and looked at them.

"Bye Jules!" He said as he stood up. Julia turned around and grabbed my hand. I didn't know what to do, but I went with it. I held her hand as we walked to the car.

I opened one of the doors and...

Oh no. I forgot to get her a child seat.

"You can just sit in the back seat for now. We'll get you a child seat as soon as possible." I told her as she took a big step and sat down.

"Okay." She answered.

I closed her door and walked to my own door. I opened it and sat down behind the wheel. I turned the car on and started driving.

I would look at her through the rear-view mirror, but she didn't notice. She was looking out the window, pointing her finger at her surroundings.

I looked back at the road again and thought.

How am I going to do this?

I flicked my eyes at her through the mirror again and said, "You're going to stay with us for a while, ok?"

She looked at me and squinted her eyes. She then tilted her head and said, "When are mommy and daddy coming back?"

She's making it harder with these questions.

I slowly shook my head and hesitatingly said, "I'm not sure."

She formed her lips into a line and looked through her window again. What would she be thinking? Does she know?