Epilogue 3

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*prob aint posting it*

It was around 3 in the morning when I finally managed to put Max to sleep. We were in the road with the boys because they're touring, if it was already hard to make our three years old son sleep in our comfy apartment try to do that in a moving bus with noise 24/7. 

Luke was in the common living room with the boys and their manager discussing some details for the next show. I sat down next to Max's bunk and just sighed in the dark room. I'm exhausted, for real. Don't get me wrong, I love my son with all my strength, I would kill and die for him, but being a stay home mom for the last three years took its toll on me. I quit my job and lived only to take care of my family, I don't regret it but I'm worn out. Luke does his best to help me out, but he's always busy at the studio or shooting music videos and performing. 

The first tour after Max was born, I didn't want to bring him to the road so I stood in London while Luke traveled the world. That was the worst idea ever, it brought me back to Luke's first tour where I stood with Taylor in LA. I couldn't cope with him being away and me having to take care of our son all alone. After two months I took Max and we meet with the band in Italy. Every since then whenever there's a tour, everyone goes. Taylor and Summer included. 

After I watched Max sleep some more just to make sure my blonde ray of sunshine was for sure knocked out, I got out of the kids room, Summer was asleep there too, and headed to my room. I lied on bed feeling my soul leaving my body. I don't know for sure when Luke came back from the meeting, all I know is that he covered me up and kissed my temple. 

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