Win Metawin skyrocketed in the entertainment industry during his first year of university. 15 years later he is a retired actor, model, and singer. Married for ten years with a 7-year-old daughter, he finds himself divorced and a single parent after...
A few days after the Christmas Carnival, Lita was at the committee working on the town's countdown event for New Year's Eve. Bright was at the barn working on something for one of his clients while Win and Tess were curled up watching a movie. They were having a lazy morning as the time crept toward the afternoon and they still lounged in their pj's.
Tess was enjoying the peace of it just being her and her daddy watching movies for a little while. She was used to spending most of their time just the two of them and as much as she truly loved her nana and Uncle Bright, she couldn't deny the cozy moment of being snuggled up with just her dad.
She was wrapped up in her own internal musings when the doorbell rang. Her daddy sat up a little stiff. "I'll get the door. How about you run upstairs and take a shower, dry your hair, and put something warmer on and we'll grab Bright and get something to eat, okay?" he suggested.
Tess gave him a big smile and ran upstairs while Win headed for the door. As soon as he opened it, the pit of his stomach dropped out and he wanted nothing more than to slam it shut. Everything had been going too well, too perfectly. Of course, the bottom had to fall out somewhere. But it was already too late to shut the door back in her face when Lovely didn't wait for an invitation and bulldozed her way into the open door.
Win immediately tensed and crossed his arms over his chest in a standoffish stance. "Why are you here?" he asked bluntly.
Lovely flipped her hair, shaking herself out from the cold. "Hello to you too. I came to join you and our daughter for Christmas. A little bit of a warmer welcome would have been nice," she said petulantly.
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Win raised an eyebrow, knowing this was heading nowhere good. "You came all the way out here to spend Christmas with two people who you've done everything in your power to show you want nothing to do with anymore?"
Lovely shook her head and looked at Win. "Winnie, baby, the last few months have been devastating. You said some things, I said some things, but we can put those behind us, can't we? It's Christmas and I miss my babies," she said sweetly.
Win snorted in derision. "You have got to be kidding me right now? You want to spend Christmas with your babies even after telling Tess you wanted to abort her, and I forced you to have her?"
Lovely shrugged her shoulders. "I was reacting to the bad vibes, Win. And in all fairness, you did kind of force me to have her, so there was nothing untruthful about what I said. They say honesty is the best policy, and I was simply telling her the truth," she said demurely.
But Win was no longer wearing the red-tinted glasses he had worn for so long when it came to her and he gave her a cold look of contempt. "You're right. I did force you to have her. But then again, you left that appointment letter where you knew I'd find it, knowing I would beg you to keep her when I did. It was a manipulation to get me to force you to have her. You used the creation of an entire life as a means to manipulate me. I know it speaks of my character that I fought so hard to convince you to have her when you seemed so adamantly against it, but you can't sit here and claim that the fault is completely on me when you used your pregnancy as a means to make me retire."
