𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧.

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠
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Travis' pov

It had been a week or so since Taylor's procedure and I had to say she wasn't coping very well mentally. It was a struggle if she even got out of bed most days, she spent a lot of her time now tucked under our covers, clutching them as if they were the only thing she had left. I tried my best to support her, but all my attempts were futile, she shut me out each and every time, and I knew I just had to be patient with her. It hurt me, seeing her struggle, even if it wasn't the first time I'd seen her like this, I still wished I could take away whatever she was feeling.

" Tay, sweetheart, you need to eat some breakfast " I gently tell Taylor as I enter our bedroom just after 10am. She was still magnified to the bed, clutching the covers over her head.

" not hungry " she mumbled back to me and I sighed

" you need to eat Tay " I told her and i heard her groan, pulling her head up from out of the covers and immediately it's visible that she has been crying, the tear stains evident on her face " oh Tay, speak to me baby " i sit down beside her, snaking my arms around her shoulders and she rests her head on my chest

" I don't know Trav, i just, I just wish stuff like this didn't keep happening " she admits, fresh tears sliding down her flushed cheeks.

" oh baby, I'm so sorry you feel like this, i wish things would get better for us Tay but we just have to stay positive, i know it's hard but it will get better "

" you promise? " she looks up at me, her blue eyes glistened with tears.

" I-I promise Tay, yes, I promise " I didn't want to make promises that I couldn't keep but I also needed to give her a glimpse of hope, I couldn't keep seeing her so broken down.

" I'll have some breakfast " she whispered, so quietly I almost didn't hear her.

" I'll make us something baby " she nodded and we eventually get up from the bed, Taylor heading into the bathroom as i head downstairs, starting to prepare some breakfast.

As I flipped one of the pancakes that was cooking, my phone began to ring from my back pocket, curiously, I raised my phone to my ear as i accepted the call, a voice I recognised but couldn't distinguish began talking, rather frantic and breathless.

" hello? " I answer, confusion strung in my voice.

" Oh Travis, thank goodness you answered. It's Liza from the adoption agency, I've been trying to get ahold of Taylor but she isn't picking up. We have had a case come in and I really think this is the perfect opportunity for you two, is it okay to discuss it right now? " Liza rambled

" really? hold on let me go and grab Taylor before you say more " I immediately turn the stove off, a precaution so that none of the pancakes burned, and ran up the stairs, Taylor was stood in the bedroom, assessing her outfit in the mirror. " Tay? Tay baby, Liza is on the phone and she wants to discuss something with us "

" she does? " suddenly, Taylor looks the brightest she had all week, bouncing over to the phone which I switched onto loud speaker.

" hi Taylor, I was just telling Travis we had a case come in and they've looked over your file and they really want to meet you. It's a 19 year old girl, her names Clara, she's 37 weeks pregnant and she doesn't want to keep the baby, she really liked your guy's file. I know it's all short notice, but she's available to meet on Saturday, but in LA, can you do that? " she explained and I looked at Taylor, her vigorously nodding.