There was nothing saying no and a lot of things saying they could be granted if it was in the child’s best interest to have a relationship.
Nope, it wasn’t. She’d be arguing everything Alec ever told her.
But considering Alec’s lies in the end, could he have been lying about everything in his childhood too?
She sank onto the couch and cried.
Just when life seemed to be going so well.
33
ANCHOR HERSELF
“Is everything okay?” Jax asked Dillion on Friday night.
“Yes,” she said, but she looked away from him.
“Gianna is okay?” he asked.
“She’s sleeping soundly,” she said.
“That isn’t what I asked,” he said. “Come over here and sit next to me.”
He watched Dillion move at the same pace that Gianna had earlier when she was told it was time to get ready for bed. Feet dragging as if her toes weighed ten pounds each.
When Dillion finally made it, he tucked her under his arm.
Maybe if he got her to relax she’d open up to what was going on.
If she was going to tell him that things were going too fast or she didn’t feel the same as she had earlier in their relationship, then he wanted to know that now.
“I’m fine,” she said, snuggling against him.
Yeah, she wasn’t fine.
She never made that move.
As if she had to anchor herself to something stable because her world was rocking under those heavy feet of hers.
He sighed. “We can play this a couple of ways. I can pretend there isn’t something going on when I know that isn’t the case and then we wake up tomorrow and you’re fine, but something tells me you won’t be since you’ve been quiet for days. Or you can give in and tell me now so I’m not asking you all weekend.”
Dillion lifted her head to look at him, her eyes filling with tears.
His heart sank and he was preparing for his world to be rocked.Not in a good way.
But more like an earthquake magnitude of nine.
“I’m not sure how to start,” she said.
“Does this have to do with us?” he asked.
“No,” she said and spun. “I don’t have a problem with us at all. I love you. I love where we are at. All of that. Nothing has changed. I don’t think it has, but you might.”
Relief swept over his body as if the world’s largest weighted blanket just covered and swaddled him tight.
“Nothing has negatively changed for me,” he said.
“What does that mean?” she asked, frowning.