𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞.

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠
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Taylor's pov

I couldn't believe Travis had said he felt something was off. After we'd spent the whole afternoon with Caleb, he still had the nerve to say he was unsure. It angered me so much, I wanted to scream and yell at him till my heart's content, but I knew that was childish. So instead, I removed myself from the situation, hiding up in Caleb's nursery, snuggling up with one of the comforters we'd picked out for him. A little giraffe stuffed animal. Travis had tried to apologise when he brought me up some dinner, but I refused to acknowledge him, still hurt from his words.

It was around 7pm when my phone rang, Liza's number flashing up. Initially, I'd felt excited, hoping it was a confirmation of a date that Caleb would be coming home to us, but as soon as I answered, the hostility in her voice made my heart drop.

" hi Taylor, I'm sorry to call you out of hours, there's just something I feel I ought to make you aware of urgently " she began

" hi Liza, it's totally okay, what might the matter be? "

" I'm really sorry Taylor, your guys' adoption of Caleb has fallen through. His grandparents have spoken up, the parents of his mother, claiming they want to be his legal guardians, they didn't realise she'd even had a baby due to lost contact, but we found them, and unfortunately, they get priority as they are relatives. I'm really really sorry, I know how excited you guys were but I promise you, you guys are immediately placed back on the list, and I'll call you if anyone else comes up for you " Liza rambled, but I stopped listening after she said the adoption had fallen through. My throat closed, my heart throbbing and I could feel the hot, fresh tears cascading down my face like a waterfall. " are you okay, Taylor? I know this isn't the news you wanted to hear " Liza quickly spoke on the other end of the line, I'd forgotten she was even on the phone.

" huh? me? Ya, i-it's, it's okay. I'm sure he will be really well looked after " I faked, pretending I was content with this when I absolutely wasn't, I was far from okay.

" thank you for understanding. And once again, I'm so sorry, I promise we'll find you the perfect baby, okay? " she assured and I replied with a faint mumble, before she said goodbye.

As the line cut off, I let out a scream, my back sliding down the crib, I hadn't meant for it to even come out, but it was the build up of emotion I had to mask on the phone. I knew travis' would've heard and I could hear him padding forcefully up the stairs, bursting through the door with urgency. He pulled me into his arms, but he was the last person I wanted to see. This was exactly what he wanted, like he'd prayed on a certain star or something, we'd lost caleb. Our little boy. And I was heartbroken.

" Tay? Baby, what's happened? " he quickly asked, and I blinked up at him with pure anger

" this is all your fault Travis! You wished for this, now we've fucking lost him " I yelled, watching as his eyebrows knotted in confusion. " you said you weren't ready for him, that you didn't feel connected, and I don't know what fucking galaxy you prayed to, but whatever you did, worked. Our adoption fell through, Caleb has grandparents who want to take him on. I hope you're happy " I scold him, turning my back to face him as I hugged my knees, sobbing harshly into them.

" Taylor. Fuck Taylor. I wouldn't have wished this on us, not even if my life depended on it. You're being serious? We're not adopting him? " Travis asks stupidly