Page 86 of Secret Bratva Baby
Otherwise, she would have stayed and talked to me. Right?
My jaw clenches so tightly it aches. I have no idea what to do.
In the end, I decide to give her space.
Lily is with Mila for the day.
I end up in the gym for a few hours, trying to work off the confusion and frustration, and Rose does everything she can to avoid me.
I’m usually pretty good at being patient, and I keep telling myself that tonight when she comes to bed, we can talk, but that night Rose doesn’t come to my room. She goes to Lily’s room and falls asleep before Mila has even put Lily to bed.
It breaks my heart when I peek through the half-open door and discover Rose already tucked in for the night.
She really meant what she said.
She doesn’t want any of this.
She must be angry because I was putting pressure on her for it to be something more serious between us. I pushed too hard.
Quietly, I step away from her door and walk with a heavy heart to my own room.
I refuse to give up.
I can’t.
It’s not an option. The pain that threatens to explode inside me is a warning of how I’ll feel if I lose her for good.
No.
I just need to rethink things.
Clearly, she’s not ready to be with me. But that doesn’t mean I can’t change her mind over time—slowly.
In the past, I made the choices for her—I left without discussing anything, even forcing her to be a single mother. That’s why I can’t push her now again. She has to choose this for herself.
Fuck.
I’m such an idiot. I really hope I haven’t messed this up too much.
Lying in bed, I stare at the ceiling.
My thoughts are looping horribly.
I feel movement at the end of my bed and sit up in fright.
Lily is standing there, just her eyes peeking over the top.
“Hello,” she says.
“Hello,” I grin.
She reaches up and throws a book onto the bed.
“Help,” she mutters, trying to grab at the blankets and pull herself up.
“What are you doing, little one?” I ask, reaching to lift her up onto the bed.
She grabs the book, crawls to the top of the bed, and flops into my arms. Saying nothing at all, she hands me the book.
