When Vanessa Adler took on the position of being Aaron Huxley's assistant two years ago she didn't realize how forever her life would change when things started to spark between her and her boss, when her daily smiles finally start doing something t...
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~Unknown
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The doctor told me I need to stay an extra night or two at the hospital so they can keep a close eye on me after the miscarriage,
I cried all night long at the loss of Aaron and my child, he held me while I did, and I felt him trying to stay strong in that moment of shear and utter heartbreak and loss I felt. But in the end, our tears became one as we grieved our little Angel. Together.
We talked more and I explained everything to him in detail, trying to not miss any part of it, making sure all my truths are out there for him to hear.
We're somehow getting a second chance and some more time together and I won't take that for granted, nor will I keep things from him
"Are you sure that you-" my words get cut off by a harsh kiss from Aaron
"Stop asking me that...you're my choice, always have been always will" he whispers hoarsely against my lips
"I'm not going to leave when things get difficult or scary...instead, I'll make sure to stand by your side more than before so you know deep within that I'm in this for as long as I have you"
"I'm still really mad, and hurt that you kept this from me...so damn mad Vanessa" he whispers as he drops his forehead against mine
He looks so exhausted I know for a fact he hasn't gotten any sleep in almost three days, my lungs deflate looking at his red-rimmed eyes that have cried so many tears, because of me...
his hoarse voice that has commanded the best care for me, his gentle hands that have trembled when he was waiting for me to wake up, I hate that I've brought him pain.
His refusal to get sleep is slowly making me insane, he just stares at me, as if I'm not here like if he goes to sleep and wakes up he'll realize it was a dream, and I know he's mentally drained, that he is more than tired.
"Can you be mad at me after you get some sleep?" I whispered cupping his cheeks
His deep sigh makes me frown "Aaron you need sleep... you're going to faint soon...or I don't know start to hallucinate or something" I tell him quietly, my hands begin to tremble as I bring his face closer
"You can sleep right here with me, you are mentally and physically drained, I can see it clearly" I lay his head on my chest
"You're so damn stubborn" he mumbles getting fully on my bed and putting his head in the crook of my neck
