Happily ever after? (Complete)

Connie's POV

I held back the tears and turned on my heel. He clearly didn't want us anymore and to be honest I don't blame him. I can't expect him to wait for Grace to change her mind forever. I opened the door of my sports car and sat down in the leather drivers seat.
Tears begin to stream down my cheeks, as I couldn't hold them in any longer. Grace comes out of school in 30 minutes, so I might as well go and pick her up myself. After taking a few deep breaths I started the car and headed to Grace's school.
15 minutes later I arrived and pulled up into a parking space in the school's car park. It was so obvious that I'd been crying, so I re-did my makeup in the mirror. How could I let him go like that? I've never loved anyone as much as I love Jacob. Then it hit me... I have to keep on fighting for him... no matter what it takes.
My thoughts were disrupted with Grace knocking on my car window to let her in.
"Hey Gracie, how was school?" I asked looking at her with a smile.
"It was alright. I got an A* in my biology exam though." She said buckling her belt next to me.
"That's my girl" I winked at her which she laughed at. "What do you fancy for dinner then Einstein?"
"Ohhhh that's a harder question then any of the ones in the exam!" She smirked adorably at me. Moments like this make me realise that I can never let my baby girl go again.
"Chinese?" I suggested.
"Yep! Great choice mum." We chatted and laughed all the way home. Grace really took my mind off of Jacob, which was a relief because I didn't want her getting suspicious. 

We arrived home and got the Chinese menu out. Grace started watching TV and I was about to ring the Chinese restaurant when I noticed a few messages on my phone. Intrigued, I opened them immediately, but trying not to get my hopes up. They were all from people at work trying to find out where I was. I just told them that I went home early and then turned off my phone.
Grace and I enjoyed a night in watching Coronation street and eating Chinese takeaway. No matter how hard i tried, though, Jacob just wouldn't  leave my mind. Was he ok? Is he thinking about me too?
Once Grace went to bed, I sat on the sofa with a bottle of wine in hand staring at my phone. I wanted to talk to Jacob so bad, but I just couldn't find the words to say. In the end I left to my phone and got into bed. I was prepared for a restless night thinking of Jacob.