✰ just wanted to say a huge thank you for all the support and love ive been getting on this book. i was kinda worried this would flop but u guys are being so so so sweet. i don't deserve u angels ✰
mia
i had taken stella on a walk this morning, to go feed the ducks, just to get out of the house before anyone woke up.
i thought it was a dream, one twisted weird dream that he came back, but he's really here, it's not a dream.
every second from last night was swirling through my head, him holding stella, him telling me i'm beautiful.
now, i was very quietly getting stella her juice so that we could just go straight upstairs without seeing anyone.
and i put the lid on her sippy cup, holding it in my free hand as she was on my hip, and i walked quietly up the stairs.
as i was about to open my bedroom door i heard voices coming from max's room, which was confusing, he's never up this early?
i knocked on max's door softly, "it's open," he murmured, and i pushed open the door.
he was sitting at his desk, editing something, and he turned around and smiled when she saw me, smiling even wider when he saw i had stella with me.
"good morning," he grinned, and stella immediately did grabby hands at his direction and i handed her over, watching him place her in his lap.
i sat down on his bed with my back against the headboard, my knees tucked up.
"i just can't believe he's back, y'know?" i sighed, looking out the window.
it had started to rain, grey storm clouds flooded the sky; blocking the suns rays, leaving the house dark and gloomy.
"i know, it's just.. weird." max nodded, smiling as stella grabbed at his shirt.
"we just adjusted to life with the four of us, then.. he's back now? i just don't know how to feel. i missed him so much, but i'm still so angry, he can't just leave for a year then come back expecting everything to be okay." i sighed, rubbing my eyes.
"yeah, but, is he expecting everything to be okay? or he is doing damage control? does he want a relationship with just stella? or one with you? or be a family again? you should have an actual conversation with him," max sighed, standing up and holding stella like a football, (which i hated).
he sat down on the edge of the bed, next to me. dropping stella down gently beside me.
"i just don't even wanna talk to him, i'm still so hurt," i sighed, smiling as stella crawled up into my lap.
"then tell him that." max replied, lying down flat on his back, the bed creaking as he did so.
"i just don't know what i want to do because i still don't know how i even feel." i sighed, running a hand through stellas hair.
"well.. we gotta go face him sometime." max smiled, and i sighed, standing up and picking up stella from bed.
i followed max down the hallway and walked down the stairs, with stella on my hip, playing with my hoodie strings.
and i stumbled into the kitchen, smiling softly as i saw joji, sitting at the kitchen table. and my heart fluttered again, just seeing him made my heart flutter, but it'll be a cold day in hell when i admit that to him.
with stella still on my hip, i opened the fridge doors and let her pick what baby food she wanted; she chose mango and banana.
i placed her down in her highchair and took the lid off her baby food, starting to scoop some food onto her baby spoon.
