chapter 7

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dani pov



Today marks the departure for Billie's tour, a day I've been dreading yet anticipating. Despite the chaos of our unresolved feelings and the weight of therapy sessions, I can't deny the twinge of reluctance as Billie prepares to leave. There's a part of me that wishes she could stay, that we could work through our issues together.

But I also understand the importance of this tour for her livelihood, and for the sake of our family's financial stability. As I drive with Chloe in the backseat, the weight of Billie's absence settles in, reminding me of the challenges ahead. It's time to focus on our relationship and our family without Billie's presence dominating my thoughts, to confront the emotions swirling within me head-on.

Arriving at the designated meeting spot for Billie's departure, I can't help but feel a mix of emotions. Relief washes over me at the thought of finally having some space to breathe, to sort through my feelings without the constant presence of Billie. But there's also a pang of sadness at the prospect of her leaving, knowing that our unresolved issues will remain unaddressed in her absence.

As I pull up to the spot where Billie's tour bus is waiting, a mix of emotions swirl within me. On the one hand, I'm relieved to finally have some space to breathe and sort through my feelings without Billie's presence looming over me. But on the other hand, there's a twinge of sadness at the thought of her leaving, knowing that things between us are still unresolved.

Chloe babbles happily in her car seat, oblivious to the internal turmoil I'm experiencing. I glance at her through the rearview mirror, a pang of guilt tugging at my heart. She's the most important thing in my life, and I need to focus on being the best mother I can be for her, regardless of the challenges I'm facing in my personal life.

As I step out of the car and make my way toward the tour bus, I steel myself for the inevitable encounter with Billie. I know that seeing her off will be bittersweet, a reminder of the bond we once shared and the uncertainty of what lies ahead. But I also know that it's time to start moving forward, to start prioritizing my own needs and happiness.

With a mixture of anticipation and apprehension, I unbuckle Chloe from her car seat and guide her toward the awaiting tour bus. However, my excitement falters as I witness a scene that sends a pang of unease through me. Niara's lips meet Billie's in a kiss, igniting a flurry of conflicting emotions within me. I watch in silence as Billie's gaze follows Niara's retreating figure onto the bus, a subtle exchange of glances passing between us as she realizes my presence.

"BB!" Chloe's joyful squeal pulls me back to the present, her infectious enthusiasm momentarily overshadowing my inner turmoil. Billie's face lights up at the sound of Chloe's voice, her embrace enveloping our daughter in a flurry of affectionate kisses. Despite the tension lingering between us, the love shared between Billie and Chloe remains a constant, a reminder of the bond that binds us together despite what we have going on.

As I watch Chloe interact with Billie, a knot forms in my stomach at the sight of Niara's affectionate gesture. Despite my efforts to focus on being present for Chloe, the image of Niara kissing Billie lingers in my mind, stirring up feelings of jealousy and insecurity.

"Hi, Billie," I say, forcing a smile as I approach them. "I hope you have a safe trip."

Billie's eyes flicker with understanding as she sets Chloe down and steps closer to me. "Thanks, Dani," she replies softly, her voice filled with sincerity. "I'll miss you both."

I nod, struggling to maintain my composure as a wave of conflicting emotions washes over me. Part of me wants to lash out, to demand answers from Billie about Niara. But another part of me knows that now isn't the time or place for that conversation.

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