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"broke your heart last week, you'll probably feel better by the weekend." IVY frank ocean
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Aella has cried more times in the past three days than she has in her entire life. She woke up with the feeling of guilt on her shoulders weighing her down, and she could barely make it to work before she broke down in the parking lot.
She was staying with Gavin at the moment. He didn't ask as many questions as Aella thought he would, but he opened up his spare bedroom to her for the time being.
In return, she'd take care of his kid when he was busy doing his own things. He was a good kid. His name was Wyatt, and he was quiet and sweet. He was only two, so taking care of him was harder than taking care of Abby.
Gavin pushed the door of the house open, closing it behind him. "Hi." Aella greets from the kitchen, Wyatt perched up on her hip as she plated his food.
Usually she'd let him walk around on his own, but he appeared to be much more tired tonight while his head rested on her shoulder as she made her way around the kitchen.
"Hey," Gavin greets, hanging up his jacket and pulling his long sleeve up. "Hi baby." Gavin sighs as he walks up to his son holding his arms out for his father and picks him up gently.
