As you stare down at your content baby boy, you can't help but be reminded of your ex, Michael. Your son had acquired his spring green eyes, and rosy-plump lips. Their noses were nearly identical and you can't help but wonder what life would be like if you and Michael were still together.
Placing your now sleeping son into his crib made of oak, you tip-toe put of the room, slightly closing the door behind you.
Michael had tried numerous times to re-connect with you but you just weren't up for you. You were still hurt, despite the fact that'd it had been two years since you'd walked out on Michael. After finding out about his secret relationship with another girl, you couldn't even stand to look at Michael. And now things had gotten worse because you had given birth to his baby nearly a year ago.You felt guilty, sure, but how would your son be able to see his father if he was constantly touring. Would Michael even want to see his son?
You had thought about telling Michael about Eli for a while now, but for some reason, today felt like the day.Dialing Michael's number, he answers on the first ring. "Hello? Bella?"
"Hi, Michael." You say, the guilt already starting to make itself known. "We really need to talk...""What's this about? Are you okay?" He ask frantically.
"Yeah, I'm fine. But, we need to talk about this face to face. Can you come over?"
Michael doesn't question any further and before you know it, your doorbell rings, and you find yourself face to face with Michael after two long years.
"What's going on?" he ask suddenly. You invite him inside and he sits on the couch, his hands clasped in front of him.
"After, I left there were some things that went unspoken. And before you get upset I want you to understand my perspective. Three months after I left you, I got some news that changed my life. And I was still upset about what happened between us- I couldn't bear to tell you. I didn't want to see you again and I was worried about you being away all the time and you weren't leading the right life- the publicity and-" before you can explain any further, Eli's whines erupt from down the hall.
Michael's eyes are rimmed with redness and he stands, looking at you frantically."Michael!" You shout. But it's too late, he's already sprinting down the hall, following the sound of Eli's voice.
Soon, he finds his way to the baby room and is standing in the doorway, shocked and in tears."Michael, please." You plead.
"I-is that our son?" He looks over his shoulder at you and you nod lightly.
Eli stands up in his crib, his hair a mess from napping and throwing a fit. Michael slowly approaches Eli- extending his arms to pick him up."What's his name?" He asked softly, carefully picking up his son.
"Eli." You respond.
"I can't believe this- hi Eli. I'm your dad." Michael bounces Eli on his hip, in attempt to stop his cries- and in surprise to you, it works.
Eli giggles loudly, mumbling gibberish. Grinning, Michael walks over to you.
"Crazy enough, I understand- I was going through a terrible time in my life with drinking and one night stands, but I've changed and I'm ready to be here for him, and for you. I'm here and ready to be a father."
"That's what I was hoping you'd say.""And maybe, somewhere down the line, we can try to be a family. You, me, and little Eli."
The rest of the day, you sit on the couch in awe as Michael played with his son, oblivious to anything else in the world.
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