Emily.
Aidens remained true to his word, only speaking to me when he required something, and it had been days since we last made physical contact. I slept in his bed, but positioned myself as far away as I could.
Holly is still here and I can’t help but notice the dirty looks Holly gives me whenever I enter the living room, and it’s really grating on my nerves.
Aiden’s voice cuts through the morning chaos as he exclaims, “Why the hell is my office door open?” while I hurriedly get Jane ready for day care.
As I carefully put Jane’s hair in pigtails and added bows to each one, she curiously asked me, “Is Daddy mad?”
“Aidens isn’t upset, sweetheart. He simply prefers to keep his office off-limits to others.”
By others, I mean Holly.
I stand up, holding her hand in mine, after finishing
