Chapter 2

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A few days later Thomas came home from work early, he'd done that every day since our night in the hotel room, every night since that night we'd done the same things but every night I felt what I had felt before, almost nothing at all

He walked into the nursery where he found me with Archie, I was sat in the rocking chair giving him a bottle

Archie finished his bottle just as I saw Thomas enter the room, I put the bottle back and let Archie lay across my chest until Thomas came over and took him from me carefully

He held his son in his arms and carefully bounced him while letting him lay against his chest

He looked so cute with our son, he tries, I do really wish Archie got more of a chance to bond with Thomas though because they aren't very close, but he's only young, there's a lot of time

After a few minutes Thomas put Archie back down in his crib and lead me out of the room

"Babe we need to talk" he started while avoiding my gaze, yet another piece of news I wasn't going to like

"What's up?" pretty certain I wouldn't want to hear what he was about to say

"I've gotta go out of town on business for a few weeks" he tells me trying be as sweet as possible

The day after Archie was born he swore to me he wouldn't go out of town for work again until at least after Archie started school and yet this was the fifth business trip he was having to go on since Archie was born

"you promised me..." I started but he cut me off before I could finish, he knew what I was going to say, he'd shaken off the same words multiple times before

He wasn't around for half of the time I was pregnant with Archie which was really hard for me because it didn't go very well, I sometimes wonder if he blames me for that but he'd never admit that and I wouldn't ask

He got to Archie's birth late and nearly missed it but I threatened to take Archie and leave him if he didn't step up as a husband and a father, when he swore that to me I really though he was gonna change, I didn't ever mean it when I said I was going to leave him, I don't think I could and I don't think I'd want to either, I'd have nowhere to go, it would be pointless

"I'm really sorry baby, I tried everything to get out of it and I thought I had but at the last minute things went south and I have to go, please understand, I wouldn't go unless I had to" he rambled, trying to convince me to just let him walk all over me, as usual, I did

"How long?" I asked sadly, I couldn't stand up to him, I always just let him off, I don't know why, I just do

"3 weeks" he tells my and my heart sinks he hasn't gone that long since Archie was born

"When do you leave?" I asked although I'm pretty sure I can answer that one myself approximately

"3 days" he replied, well that's more notice than I was expecting, but my birthday is in just over a week, he's gonna miss it, how surprising

"So you won't be here for my birthday?" I ask an the look across his face, he'd forgotten it was my birthday

"I'm so sorry, I completely forgot, I got everything muddled up and I just lost track, my dates got all muddled, I can fly back in for it, I'll get it arranged" he promised me but I just sighed and shook my head

"Don't bother, we can just celebrate when you get back or something" I tell him, rather disheartened

"Are you sure?" He asked, of course not but I can't tell him that, I don't want to deliberately make him feel bad because he already seems to feel guilty enough

"Yeah" I reply, trying to force a small smile

"I love you baby" he whispers to me and he comes closer to kiss me but I'm just not in the mood

"Mhmm" I reply and I back away

"Babe?" He looks at me like he's confused about why I'm upset

"I'm gonna go get an early night, goodnight" I tell him hurriedly and then begin to leave the room

"You want some company?" He offers but that just means he wants sex

I just roll my eyes because I know he can't see me and then head into our bedroom

I get ready for bed quickly and then snuggle into our huge bed all alone

I cried myself to sleep that night

He loves me, that's why I forgive him, because he loves me and cares about me...

Right?

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What do we think about Thomas now? Is he really trying? Or does he just know what to say to get his way? What do you think will happen next? Let me know in the comments xoxo

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