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Self doubt
Hudson's P.O.V Telling her to leave and never come back was like breaking my own f*****g heart, but I couldn't subject her to a life with a man bound to a chair for the rest of her life... she deserved a man that could be there for her in ways I might not be able to... not that men in chairs couldn't, I also knew of men that made a success of their lives only after taking the chair... But honestly, the problem was me... I had too much pride, I would never be able to make her a mother.... So many thoughts crossed my mind about why letting her go was a good idea... the sad and soppy side her equal amounts of reasons why I shouldn't let her go, which f****d me up royally. I cursed the man that put me in this spot. Now, after all these years of looking for her, I found her, but as fate woul
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