Alexa•

Jamison has refused to talk to me for three weeks. Give or take a few days, mainly when we're exchanging Evie.

I cant blame him though. I've lied to him for the past seven years, and then I bring Isaiah home with me. It's a lot of change, and it affects him.

I've given up on any fantasy I had that Jamison and I would have our happily ever after, with a cute little family, and live in a nice house, right by the beach. Instead, I've to terms with what we have right now. It's not what I wished, but it's what works.

As long as Evie is happy with it, I'm happy.

It's hard, a lot of the time. Evie being with Jamison for days at a time. She's always been right by my side, for six years. Her being away makes my heart hurt. I know she's not far, but she's not close.

I lay on my bed, scrolling through instagram. It's the usual things. New movies, red carpets, and fake news.

"Mom!" I hear a sweet little voice shout. I know I'm just making it up in my head, because Evies with Jamison.

"Mom!" The voice yells again, this time it's closer.

"Evie?" I question, rolling off my bed.

"Mom! Come here!" She giggles, pulling me down the hall.

"What are you-" I start, before seeing Jamison standing in my kitchen. He gently smiles, leaning against the counter.

"Oh, um- Hi." I say, taken back.

"Evie and I have a question to ask you." He tells me, softly. Evie looks up at him, and giggles.

"Can we go to New York with Daddy?!" Evie questions.

"Sure honey, you can go. But you'll have to work extra hard at school, so you don't fall behind, okay?" I question. She smiles, and vigorously nods her head.

"But momma, dad says he wants you to come too." She looks at me, giving me the famous 'puppy eyes'.

I glance over at Jamison, who's smiling. It's a soft, shy smile, that gives me butterflies. I ache to kiss him, even if he hates me now.

"Well, I um- Can I talk to your dad alone for a seconds honey?" I ask my energetic daughter.

"Mhm!" She hugs Jamison, and then runs down the hall. I know for a fact she's peaking her head through the door, listening for our conversation.

"How much are you getting paid to do this?" I chuckle, hoping up on the counter.

"This was my idea Alexa." He says, inching towards me. "I know what it's like to hav split parents, and it sucks. I just want Evie to be able to experience something somewhat normal."

"I know, I just- I don't want her to feel like she's in the middle of any tension between us. Because that's not fair to her." I claim.

"Then we simply just go as her parents. Not as exs, but as her parents." He insists.

"I don't know Jamison,"

"Please,"

"I'll see if I can get work off, and I'll let you know. Okay?"

"Sounds great. And Alexa,"

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry, for reacting the way I did." He starts. This is not what I need right now.

"I don't blame you Jamison. You have every right to be upset." I tell him. He just shakes his head.

"I was, so mad at you for keeping Evie from me for so long," He gently grasps my hand. My heart pounds against my chest, i'm fully convinced that any minute, it will beat right out. "That, I said something that, I didn't mean. And I know it hurt, because I could see it. I could see it shoot through you like a bullet."

"Jamison,"

"I never stopped loving you Alexa. Ever. I've tried to convince myself for so long that I didn't. That you were merely a part of my imagination," He laughs. "Because look at you, you're straight out of a fairytale. But you're not. You're real, and I don't think I can ever stop loving you, especially now." He confesses. It takes me a minute to process what he just said.

"I never, wanted you hurt you Jamison. I never thought you'd be a shitty parent, and I never stopped loving you. I was just, worried. I didn't know how you would react. And I definitely didn't want you giving up a once in a lifetime scholarship, just because you felt like you would have had to." I explain.

"Lex, I would have made it work. We always made things work, and if I had know about Evie, we would have been able to figure it out." He softly says, grasping my hand. Something I haven't felt in so long. I miss it.

"When I first found out I was pregnant with her," I choke up. It's a memory i've pushed so far down, i'm unsure if it's just my imagination at this point. "I was terrified. We had barely just graduated, and then we were going to have a baby. Everything happened so fast, and I didn't want to face you with it. Because," I can barely talk. Everything I've kept in for so long, is all coming out. It's breaking through the wall i've built for years, and there's no stoping it.

"I'm right here Alexa. I here to listen." He gently tells me, wiping a tear away from my cheek. I don't know why this is so hard for me.

"Because you had always made it seem like you didn't want kids. Like you always just wanted it to be you and me. I thought you would get mad, and,"

"Oh god," He mutters. "I've wanted kids ever since I met you Alexa. God when we first met, I knew you were going to be the mother of my children. I prayed that one day, I would get to marry you. I mean, sure, I never would have planned to have a kid right after high school, but I wouldn't have left you. I would have been there, right by your side." The words slip from his mouth, and they repair any of the doubt,

or the worry, thats eaten at me since I found out.

I was in my own head, convincing myself that Jamison would have hated me for the rest of his life. That he would look at me in disgust anytime he saw me. It's something I had nightmares about every night.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." I tell him, as he pulls my into his arms, holding me, as if I would disappear if he let go.

As if there weren't enough emotions already, I feels a small set of arms wrap around my legs, my daughter looking up at Jamison and I.

He picks her up, and she hugs us, both her arms wrapped around each of our necks.

"I love you guys." She softly says. I can only hug her tighter, tears rolling down my cheeks.

"We love you Evie," Jamison smiles, pushing away from me, and kissing her cheek.