Chapter Forty-Three

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Sadness clings to Blake's green eyes as he watches Jude and Tori pull out of the red brick driveway

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Sadness clings to Blake's green eyes as he watches Jude and Tori pull out of the red brick driveway. Blake and I knew having split custody would be tough to handle since he'd taken care of London since birth. Now we're watching her being drive away and it's breaking Blake's heart.

Blake might not have carried London for nine months, but the time they've spent together has been an experience like no other. Not only does caring for a baby change your life, it changes you.

It's an adjustment to go from seeing her every day to every couple of weeks. It will only get harder as she continues to grow. First steps to first day at school to her first boyfriend. Blake and I don't intent to miss a step of the way.

No one said it would be easy, just as no one said how to handle it either. Truthfully, this is a new experience we are all adjusting to. I miss her terribly but I know this is the best thing for her.

I place my hands on my stomach and frown. I've spent so much time caring for London that sometimes I forget she isn't my baby - she's Tori's daughter. I often wonder if that's a contributing factor to why I'm okay with her leaving. Sometimes, I think it's because I understand both sides and that I want the best for her. Whatever it is, I can only imagine the pain he's going through. I hope I never have to experience anything like this.

"Come on." I poke Blake's arm. "We've got movies to watch."

"Yeah, sure." He nods his head.

I wasn't entirely sure what to say either - I miss her too - but with all the words in the world, nothing made sense. There was nothing I could say would make Blake feel okay. Right or wrong, having your child taken from you is the worst, especially on her first birthday.

Sure, London could be a cheeky handful, but I enjoyed every delightful minute of it. Well, except for those poopy nappies . . . I don't enjoy those. You really needed a hazmat suit for some of those changes.

Blake wraps his arm around my waist as we walk down the side of the house. The pebbles crunch under my feet which leaves the atmosphere feeling awkward. As I look towards him, I see the hollowed sadness. I wanted to fix him but I didn't know how.

I open the front door and we wander inside. Blake filters down the hallway while I shut the door behind us. I flick off my shoes before joining the three in the living room. Kyle and Charlotte are already plopped on the couch, bright smiles consuming their lips.

My heart flutters with excitement. Seeing Kyle so happy gives me hope. I often worry about him.

"I'm going to grab some blankets," I start to explain.

"No, I'll grab them," interjects Blake. "You can't carry them, you're pregnant and need to rest."

"Right." I blush. "I forget . . ." Not sure how you can forget about the huge baby growing inside your body, but I manage it.

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