H&J Lockdown

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Hero left for London later that night -even though I tried my hardest to distract him so he missed his flight. He had the driver pick us up when we finished at the beach then we grabbed baby J from his publicist on the way to the airport.

It was hard watching them because she was too small to know what was going on and was overall just happy to see us after being with his publicist for the evening. She loved her daddies attention and was all smiles as he said his goodbyes to us in the car outside of the airport. The driver took us back to the hotel that had become like our new home while we were in LA.

 Walking inside our suite I felt a instant loss because Hero was no longer here. When I noticed his things were gone from our bedroom it made it even worse.

I went through Baby Js bedtime routine trying to keep things normal, because lets face it, this is something we are both going to have to get used to and it did me no good crying over it each time. Once she was asleep I tried to keep those same thoughts in my head as I brushed away the silent small tears that escaped while I start cleaning up the room to keep myself busy.

Going through a pile of clothes that were left stranded on the chair in the corner of the room I notice Hero left one of his jackets, probably because it was hidden by all the clothes I threw on top of it while trying to put together a outfit. Picking up the jacket a small velvet box falls out, landing on my foot.

I pick up the box, thinking it must just be one that he puts his pinky rings in while he is traveling but opening it I find a much different, more feminine looking ring- a gold, three band ring covered in small diamonds.