Wild Baleigh love 2️⃣☑️

61. Changed a lot

Tleigh's pov

By the time Ballice is done narrating kellice's upbringing detail after detail, Showing me pictures along the way as he explains, I'm a sobbing mess. He tells every detail even small details about clinics how he was the one to take her to clinics. How the baby kept questioning about her mother and all he could conjure up was stories on how I was far far away in school and she'll see me soon.

"Where did Hesnah go then? What happened after she told you about the baby?" I ask curiously.

"She was with me all the way checking in on us. Sometimes coming to check on kellice in the nursery. When we were out of nursery, she wanted us to tell you about her but I was adamant, I wanted to tell you when kellice was a bit grown, we had agreed with her earlier I don't know why she went ahead and changed her mind. So she stopped checking in on us. She told me that she will want to hear about kellice from you next. She wanted you to know, she believed that that way you'll at the very least feel better."

"Well she was right. I'm not completely okay with this decision you made. You made it yourself and I didn't take any part in it. Somehowly I  think you made this decision based on what I'd done to you before. I made a decision some time back before without involving you. But Ballice this is our daughter we're talking about. You would have introduced me to her earlier. Even with her unstable healthy. I would have helped. She would have met me sooner Ballice. I'm hurt I can't lie. Taking all this in is too much. I don't know how to feel really. It's not like I'm not grateful to all that you did raising her but you could have done better still." I look up at him wiping off an angry tear.

"I'm sorry ." He whispers, his voice thick with an emotion I can't decipher. "I thought what I was doing was best for us all." I really don't want to raise my voice at him. I should be happy he took care of our baby on his own and powerfully so. I should be happy he saved her life. I should be happy.

"You did what you think was best. I'm hurt because everyone in our two families knew and never dared to mention it to me. Was I that fragile? Did they think if I knew it was going to break me more? What you all didn't know is that letting me know would have made me whole. Do you have any idea what I was going through? That I sometimes looked at Bella even in pictures and imagined what my daughter could be like too? " Tears continue running down my cheeks and I don't stop them.

"I'm sorry really really kellane. Since kellice's health is stable and everything is going well, you can take her with you. That's what I wanted after all. I can come to visit her once in a while and I can also do phone calls just to check in on her. You can now be with her, she's happier even so with you. I witnessed that earlier." The words leave his mouth weightless. It's like he's passing a normal message like, 'pass me that salt' .

I chuckle lightly as I shake my head, looking at him in pure perplexity. "Do you think I'm that vile Ballice? You raised her, even much so, took care of an impossible baby and made her a baby. You've done so much more than a pregnant woman who takes care of a baby in her stomach for nine months would do. You've done literally everything. You said you wanted to give me a functional baby. A baby with no dysfunctionality. Our girl is healthy all because of you. Who said you were to take care of her when unhealthy and hand out to me when healthy? I would have greatly appreciated to be in my sweet princess's life when both healthy full of life and when unhealthy, down in life. Am not that evil. You even heard her earlier. She doesn't imagine being anywhere you're not. She said she'll go with me to school and you'll come with us. Do you know what that means to her? As much as she wants her mummy, her daddy must be there too. She's used to you much more than me. I'm not saying I'm gonna leave her, we're somehow going to see how this will work out for the both of us." I emphasize every word making sure he gets what I mean.

He nods slowly as he exhales loudly. "You've changed a lot."

"Huh?"

"Your reasoning. How you talk. You've changed. "

I roll my eyes. "Anguish and sorrow can do that to you."

I didn't mean it to sound bad. It was supposed to be a joke or something of the sort but now Ballice's features turns rigid and he looks tense.

"I guess." It is his only reply before he adds, " I never meant to break you like that when you found Chesca---"

"Woah woah! We're not going back there. You really don't want to go back and run us that memory lane." I lift one of my hands up moving it in the air repeatedly.

"I feel the need to apologize rightly."

"Three years... it's been three years and more Ballice. I guess we've all moved past that." Are we really or I'm bluffing?

"Sure." He lowers his head as if he's ashamed to look at me straight in the eye right this instant.

"Maybe I should go join her. Her bed is big enough for the both of us." I say awkwardly pointing upstairs.

"Sure sure, it's late. You must be tired also." He says rubbing his hands.

I nod standing up.

"You might need a change of clothes? I suppose?"

Why is everything getting weird now?

"Yeah?" I answer back with a question too.

"There's a room upstairs next to the Library. It's a guest room. Check the closet. It may have some of your clothes." He says it in a normal tone as if he had not dropped a big bomb on me.

He has my clothes in his house? How now? Is that really okay?

"Don't overthink it." He adds after looking at my face which might have given me away by the creases on my forehead. " When I was moving my clothes here, I found three four of your clothes and I just packed them. I knew one day you'll come here, I mean we have kellice. And sometimes when we go shopping with kellice, she chooses a few things here and there for you and I can't say no to her. I mean you've seen her, how can you say no. After all you're her mother it made sense." The way he's struggling to explain everything into sense makes my lips twitch.

"Yeah, my three year old baby who has never met me before knows my size and everything." I decide to spark it more. I enjoy how uncomfortable he's getting.

"The size, I chose that of course." He scratches the back of his head.

"You're not so bad after all. Thank you ." I say meaning it as a small smile pulls on my face. "And thank you for bringing up a beautiful babygirl without me. It doesn't go unappreciated even if I'm angry. Thank you really. You did a good job. I can't believe you did it alone, or there's some woman somewhere who helped you, I might want to thank her too, no offense."

"Oh nooo! No woman!" I see a concurrent perspiration forming on his forehead.

Maybe I wanted to hear that. I couldn't help my curious self wrought with elegance.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight." He replies as he picks a remote from a seat beside him and walks to a comfy couch as he wipes the sweat off his forehead.

Maybe he isn't that bad after all. We can still do this co-parenting thing in a peaceful way.