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I knew she loved me, and that was all I needed. That baby was mine, and that meant she was mine too.
I took both her hands into mine. “Abby, I know what happened with Giselle. I know what happened, and I’m sorry it did. I swear to you that nothing happened between us, and nothing ever will. I don’t want you to choose option B. I don’t even know why I gave you the option when all I wanted was you. I’ve always wanted you, and I won’t let you go. I won’t let you leave me even though I know you may think I’m guilty as sin for being with Giselle.”
To my surprise, she shook her head. “I don’t think that. I know what it looked like, but I know you actually wouldn’t hurt me that way. You said if there’d been me, there would never have been her. There is me, so she could never be. I’m sorry I fell apart and went on this stupid train all by myself.”
I smoothed my hand up her cheek. “You believe me, baby?”
“I do.” She nodded.
As she said that, I knew exactly want I was going to do.
Nothing was clearer to me than the path that laid itself before me.
I lowered my mouth to kiss her and savored the taste of her on my lips. Sweet like honey and wild strawberries. Wild just like her. Wild just like us.
How we’d always been. The boy and the girl were now having their own baby.
I absolutely knew what I was going to do.
Chapter 17
Abby
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Tonight was the last night I’d spend in this house.
Poor Mia. She now had the house to herself, and while on occasion she’d complained about how messy Taylor and I were, being the neat freak she was, she’d cried several times today.
My sister cried and couldn’t stop gushing on about how much she was going to miss me.
I cried too, both tears of sadness and joy.
It had been my idea to get this house together. Dad bought it for us as a present. We were all so excited to live together and saw it as a different version of when we’d lived at home with our parents.
We were likeThe Little Womenwith our own place. Now it was just Mia.
All I had left was a few bags of clothes, and that was me done.
That would all happen tomorrow.
Gilly appeared at my bedroom door with a smile on his face. He’d come by earlier to check on me. I didn’t expect him to come back, but then, he’d hardly left my side since I’d been released from the hospital last week.
We’d been moving my stuff, so I’d mostly stayed with him, but I’d spent time here too with Mia.
He had a bright smile on his face that brightened even more when he crossed to the window where I sat.
He pulled me into his lap as he lowered himself onto the bay seat.
I slipped my arms around him and got lost in looking at the masterpiece he was.
“I came to say good night.” His smile turned up a notch.
“I love that you came to see me.”
“Are you okay?”
I also loved that he asked me that same question a hundred times a day.
