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Although you would never know she was my blood mother after all her inconsiderate and hurtful words said to me weeks ago. I’ve replayed them every day in my head, looping around like CCTV.

Her eyes light up when she continues in her clipped accent. “You are so very special to us and when you were born, I loved you from the minute you arrived in our lives. When you were a little boy, you made me smile every day, and you thought it was so funny when I muddled up my Greek and Scottish words.” She used to make me laugh and say stupid combinations of things that made no sense to me, but then I think she continued doing it on purpose because she knew how much I loved it. “Oh, how all of my friends loved you. You were so cute with those big brown Disney eyes and chocolate-brown hair. You were the most beautiful baby.” She pinches my cheek like I am four years old again. “Just don’t tell your father I said that.”

I’ll have great pleasure telling him that.

“Deep down, I am glad your mother left. You know why?”

Her confession is a complete surprise. “Why?”

“Because I am selfish and I got to spend every day with you.” She’s trying to make me feel better, but I also know she is telling the truth. “You made me feel happy all the time. You filled our lives with so much joy, fun, and laughter. Plus, I am a very possessive woman when it comes to the men in my world.”

Her words make my heart seem better.

She tilts her head. “You are loved beyond measure. Your father is a great man. The best mom and dad all rolled into one. And you know deep in your heart that it was more than you ever needed.”

If she’s not careful, I will cry again.

“And I know if you and Violet are meant to be together, love will find a way.” She winks at me. “So no more carrying on like a zombie.” She lets her mouth drop open as if she’s making a zombie face.

“That is not an attractive face.” I attempt a laugh.

“Exactly, but that’s what we’ve had to look at since you returned. Now you know what we’ve had to put up with these past few weeks. So eat up. Go home. Sleep, my darling boy, and go to work on Monday. It will get better. I promise. But you come to me when you need to talk. Okay? Okay. That’s settled. Eat.” She tilts her head to my food. “You look like a skeleton.”

I don’t. I’ve done nothing but hit the gym; that’s also why my body is sore. Not eating properly and working out relentlessly is not the smartest combination.

Come Monday, I will throw myself back into work.

It’s what I love doing.

The love for my job hasn’t changed; I simply haven’t had the energy for it since I got back.

My job was always my first love. Until Violet.

And as much as it pains me to think, I hope she finds someone who loves her better than I did.

She deserved better than me. Someone who doesn’t walk away and someone who can make her happy.

She deserves someone who would fight for her.

But all my fight has disappeared.

My tank is empty and even though the talk with my yaya has made me feel better, I am exhausted.

For the first time in weeks, I finally feel like I will sleep tonight, not from finding peace, but because I have nothing left.

CHAPTER 26

Violet

“Goodbye, lovely beach house.” I look around the empty space.

I pick up Pom-pom and tuck him under my arm. “Do you want to say goodbye too?” I hold on to Pom-pom's paw and wave it for him.

I’ve made some big life-changing decisions since Lincoln left Santa Monica almost a month ago. Some of which I am still not sure I have done the right thing.

Like leaving my house.

Selling all my furniture.

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