Take good care of my Baby

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Abel's POV


  I watch as Ave steps into the elevator and presses the button.  When the doors close I push off the side of my car and get into the drivers seat to wait for her.

I can feel her anxiety, and pain.  It had subsided a bit since we left the office, but as soon as she got into the elevator it started back up again.  I know she needs this time for herself but I can't help myself.  Would it be so bad if I linked her?

"Ava, it's okay to cry. "  I wait resting my head back.

"I'm fine, Abel.  Just overwhelmed with everything.  I wont be long."  is all she answers back so I decide to let it be.  

Letting out a long blown out breath I close my eyes.  

I wish I could help her through this part.  Part of me hates that she's going through this just for my own selfish reasons.  I don't doubt that she loves me, I know she wants what we have.  But there will always be a part of her heart that will be with him,  and that's what I really hate. 

I always wonder how our life together would have been if Roman and his friends never would've come to town all those years ago.  Could we have been the story book love story?  Would I have taken her to her prom?  Would we have had a short engagement?  Would we have been on our second child by now?

While my thoughts run wild, I shift in my seat and feel paper in my back pocket and remember Romans letter.  I lean forward and pull it from my pocket. I stare at for a few seconds.  Do I even care what that dick head had to say?  As much as I want to just tear it up and toss it out the window the logically part of my brain knows there was a reason why he wrote this to me.

I rip the envelope open, pulling out the letter I close my eyes and take a deep breath before unfolding it.

"Abel,

I know the last thing you want to read is a letter from me.  I know you blame me for not having your mate for twenty years.  And yes I was half of that reason, but not the whole reason.  I never did anything to hurt anyone.  Not until Peter struck first.  But that's neither here nor there.  

I hope you never get this letter, and that I'm able to spend an eternity with Ava.  But if for some reason the worst happens and I do die, I want you know that I know how much you love her.  I know that you will put her life before your own.  I know how you feel because Peter had me feeling the same way when he was trying to take Ava from me and I had to watch her with him.  And now I have to watch her with you.  The difference is watching her with you.  Without even meaning to she shows her feelings for you.  Her care and affection anytime you get agitated or angry.  She worries and feels the need to touch you to calm you. I can tell that she feels the mate bond.  I can feel what she feels when she sees you, or touches you.  I know that if I wasn't around she would be with you.  And once I'm dead, and there's nothing in the way of your bond, she will be with you.

I know Ava will feel guilt, and pain; neither will last forever.  The longer I am gone the less she will even remember what she felt for me, and that's okay.  I want her to be happy Abel.  And if you make her happy then that's all that matters.  Don't ever doubt her love or affection for you. In time it will be as if I never existed.  All I ask is that you love and protect her.  There are more enemy's out there Besides that old fat former Alpha of your's.  And they will try and come for her regardless of my death.

I pray that you will be happy together, and that you will give her all that I never could.

Take Care,

Roman Reigns"

I throw my head back letting my hands drop into my lap.  

I knew she could feel it.  But why did I need the confirmation from a dead man to feel this relief?  

Just as I'm about to delve into that I feel a pain in my chest and I know it's Ava finally letting it all in.  She needs me.  I don't hesitate for a moment.  In a flash I'm out of the car and running into the building.

When I get into the Penthouse I can hear her sobs coming from the bedroom, and run in her direction.  Walking I expect to find her right away instead I'm in an empty room.  I follow her sound into the closet and finder her sitting on the floor in a piece of his clothing sobbing her eyes out.  

I run to her and wrap my arms around her. "Your not alone, Baby.  I'm right here." I coo to her. "You'll never be alone again."





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