How Could You Not Tell Me?

Broken

Taylor's POV

I look at my phone, deciding if it's even worth answering.

"What", I say as I answer.

I hear him sigh and there is a second of silence.

"Taylor, I was wondering if you could send me some pictures of Avia. I haven't seen her in months.", he says on the other end with sadness in his voice.

I wasn't trying to keep him out of our daughter's life, but I wanted to wait for the right moment.

"Sure", I say.

"How has she been? Last time I heard she was sick." He says in a worried tone.

I glance over to my mom kind of upset that he contacts her without me knowing.

"She's better now, it just seemed like a little cold she had." I tell him and automatically press end.

I sigh as I stare at my phone. When I talk to him I feel like my whole world is crashing down. I want Avia to get to know her father because she needs him. But I'm just not ready to have him back in my life.

"Honey, you and Harry need to talk in person." My mom says as she rubs my back.

"I just can't face him right now, I just want to focus on Avia." I tell her and we all wait in her hospital room which felt like forever.

It's been about an hour and the door opens to a sleeping Avia in a hospital bed with her leg and arm in a cast. My poor baby she looked so small and fragile in that bed.

"She's doing good as of now, a broken leg, arm, and pelvis, but it looks like she will recover." The doctor says looking at some papers.

I nod my head while happy tears slid down my face. As they walk out of the room I take a seat next to Avia.

"When you're all better, we're gonna have the biggest party for you when we go home baby." I whisper as I stroke her hair.