Page 118 of The Prodigal Twin


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“Howishe?”I ask Rowe.

“Pretending to be okay, but truth, he’s going out of mind without you and currently, he’s processing by himself. He’s needed some space, so he’s taken that. He misses you. How are you?”

“Me? I’m okay, I guess. As okay as someone like me can be. I miss him.”

“I’m sorry about the baby.” Rowe says as I hold on to the mug for dear life.

“Thank you.” I say as we remain quiet. I stare at my coffee, not able to look up at Rowe. I don’t know how to talk about this because I don’t know how to feel about it.

“Is it hard to talk about?” He asks.

“Honestly, it’s not that I can’t talk about it. It’s just sad and I feel sorry all the time, as if it’s my fault. I don’t know if it was because of attacking Perry or if it was everything else.” I say.

“I understand, but it’s not your fault.” Rowe smiles as he places his hands over mine, hugging the mug with his hands too. “I was looking up ways to honor my younger… sibling.”

“Honor?” I repeat and my eyes look into his as I smile. “I like that. Your younger sibling.” I repeat. My heart warms.

Rowe opens his mouth to say something, but the waitress comes over.

“You guys are so cute. I remember when me and my husband were like this. So young and in love.” She says.

Rowe and I laugh hard. “We’re not together.” We both say.

“She’s, my mom.”

“He’s, my son.”

We both answer and the waitress’s face turns beet red.

“Oh! Sorry!” She clears her throat. “What would you two like to eat?”

“What do you want?” Rowe looks at me, but I’m still emotional at hearing him declare in front of people that I’m his mom.

“You pick.” I say with a smile on my face.

“Okay.” He tells her what we want and then when she walks away, he pulls his phone out. “Let’s take a selfie.” He slides out of his booth and comes to my side. He places his arm over my shoulder and snaps a picture. We both smile for a couple more and then he shows me what he posted.

It’s cute and I’m thrilled to know him. His caption is even cuter; Me and my Hot Mama.

“Hot mama?” I hear Sparrow’s voice and I look up from staring at my phone while we have dessert.

“Are you jealous, little bird?” Rowe asks with a smirk on his face.

Sparrow cocks her brow and glares at Rowe. Rowe stands and pulls her in his arms, making me smile up at them.

“I’ll give you two space.” I say, getting up heading to the register. I pay for our food and instead of going to the booth, I step outside.

Standing out there for a moment by myself, I feel okay. Shutting my eyes as the sun hits my eyes, I open them back up when there’s a shadow obscuring it.

Slowly, I open my eyes and Hunter is standing in front of me with his arms open wide. I smile and walk into his arms. He holds me and places a kiss on my head.

“That night I was supposed to meet you at the port. I should’ve met you. I should’ve done something. Maybe I could’ve stopped what that crazy woman did. I’m sorry.”

“I’ve never blamed you, Hunter. Not for anything in my life. I thought you didn’t love me or didn’t want to see me, so I stayed away, too.” I confess.

“I would have never thought that way. I was hurt by what happened to you and Papi. He did the right thing. He tried to save you and I’m so grateful that he did that. Even though we continued our lives without him, I know he would’ve been so proud of you. Proud of us because no matter what, we survived. I love you, Everie. You’re my family and I will always choose you before everyone else. I’ll be here from now on. I promise.” Hunter says.

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