Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 98

Heyyyy this one's kinda short because I'm getting back into writing slowly but enjoyyyy. Please vote and leave comments as I love reading them!

Taylors POV:

Okay so I lasted about 3 hours away from my family before I wanted to go back.

I had intended for my dramatic walk out to seem a lot more intense and meaningful but lets be real, I loved my family way too much. I didn't need a baby to be able to love them. Was I upset that I wouldn't get my own baby? Yes. But at the same time, I already had everything I ever wanted. But I had just walked out on my everything.

I looked down at the sparkling engagement ring on my finger and suddenly had no hesitation, i was on my way home. I had a lot of apologies to make from the past few days and a hell of a lot of making up to do to my girls too. Honestly I would understand if they never forgave me. I deserved it.

I had been such a shit parent and so selfish that I couldn't even see how much my baby was getting hurt. Harper had finally seen a stable and safe environment here with us and I had probably just given her major trust issues again. She had been so scared of me leaving, of me turning on her. And yet here I am, walking out over a fucking baby.

As for Ellie, I had saved her, changed her for the better, she could have gone down such dark roads if I hadn't taken her in. For her to know that I had it in me to turn on her completely and just walk out after she begged and tried to stop me. I couldn't even image how that made her feel.

I headed back into our house and immediately noticed a huge argument happening between the three. Ellie was screaming, trying and throwing all sorts of objects at travis, blaming him for my exit and for not stopping me. Harper was yelling at Ellie to stop and travis was desperately trying to stop Ellie while dodging the objects. Harpers little face looked terrified so I immediately ran in.

"Whoa Ellie, stop that." I told her, running towards her and hugging her from behind, taking hold of her hands and keeping them in mine so that she couldn't throw anything else. She continued to sob, trying to squirm free from my tight hold.

"I'm not letting go until you calm down. It was no ones fault." I whispered, waiting patiently while she calmed herself down. I eventually ley go and I hadn't even noticed Harper stood by me, one hand on my leg and the other gently pulling against my jacket. Her little eyes were filled with tears.

"There's my little princess." I cooed, gently picking her up and sitting down on the sofa. I flashed travis a small smile, I could deal with him later anyway but for now the girls needed me more. Or at least I thought.

After cuddling with my girls for a while and sending them off to bed I turned to Travis. My fiancé. The guy I walked out on. The guy I hurt enough for him to watch me leave. For the first time ever I saw a broken, hurt man who needed patching back together. The consequences of my actions evident in the lack of a sparkle in his eyes.

"Baby, come here." I told him, opening my arms and watching as tears filled his eyes. He came closer to me on the couch, hesitant that I could snap at any second. But then he collapsed against me, his head falling against my chest, a desperate need for comfort and love from me. "I'm so sorry."

"I know you are. Just stay." He mumbled, nuzzling his head closer against me and hugging me ever tighter, if that was even possible.

Instead of complaining about being squished or even trying to move him off me I just placed a blanket over us and put on the tv, playing with his hair and allowing the silence to become comfortable. Eventually his eyes began to close. "Let's get to bed, you need sleep." I whispered, sitting up.

He looked like a lost puppy pillowing me up to bed, so shy and scared to say the wrong thing but in desperate need of comfort. So I got into bed and let him cuddle close, holding him the whole night. "I love you." I whispered, thinking he was asleep.

"I love you too." He replied, holding onto me tighter.

Just like that I felt calm, safe and at home. No more worrying about what I did and didn't have because he is all I need.

And of course we got our bed bug harper joining us in the night and finding her spot tucked right up against me, her many stuffed animals and collection of comfort objects sprawling across the bed in the process. "Not the pacifiers all over the bed." I mumbled, getting a chuckle from Travis.

These were the moments I would have missed if I had left for good. The moments that you only get for the first few years of a child's life.