Ayden's POV

Well, I'm studying to be doctor, just what I've wanted to do since I was a little boy playing with a toy stethoscope. I'm also living with my wife, Diane, and our 2 little boys, Alex and Taylor. My 2 boys are the only reason why I'm still with her.

When I'm not at school, or at work, I'd be alone in my room, letting water droplets flow out of my eyes. (NO I am not CRYING)

I think about Tanya every night. Always wondering where she is, how she's doing, and if she's safe. The last time I called her, her father wrote up a restraining order, not only that but he told Diane. Diane was FURIOUS. She was like a HUGE dragon inside her tiny body.

The boys are doing well; their grades in kindergarten are still As and Bs. I'm proud of my boys.

No school or work today, rare thing, but I plan to take advantage of it. I don't give a damn bout his little restraining order, or Diane's multiple rages, I'm going over there and no one is going to stop me.

I drove down her street and caught a glimpse of her house. I stopped a few blocks from it and took deep breaths.

What if she doesn't remember me? What if she calls the police?

Well it's a risk I'm willing to take.

I stepped out of the car and made my way to her home, took a few more deep breaths and knocked on her door.

Please be alone, please be alone.

Tanya's POV

I just got Jez (my daughter) into bed when I heard knocks on the door. I walked down the stairs gripping around the handles trying to support myself, hoping I won't fall. Thankfully, some scars were fading, but pinkish lines still crossed through my face. A little bruise was still visible on my right eye, making it seem as if I have a purple lazy eye. I ignored the image of how I must've looked like in my mind fiddled with the handle and eventually opened the door.

"Yes?"

"Uhm… Hi."

That voice... it sounds so familiar…

"Ayden?"

"so you do remember me"

Why was I still standing here talking to this guy?

"What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to visit you… to see how you're doing…"

"I'm fine."

"then why don't you look at me? Why are you looking at air?'

I felt a tear slowly form, and decided it's no use holding it back.

"What do you want from me?"

"Nothing… look I just want you to know I love you… and I've been thinking about you."

"I told you not to." I felt my heart ache and drop.

"i—"

"Mommy, mommy!" I felt a warm thud hit my body and wrap around my waist. "Mommy who's that?"

Ayden's POV

I watched the little girl grab on hold of Tanya, and began to wonder if she's ever had a sister. The similarities between her and Tanya look so alike. But then those eyes…Blue…nothing like the brown eyes Tanya has, and her hair, blonde and weightless… she seems so much like a girl version of me…when I was younger.

I watched as Tanya struggled to find the little girl, and eventually her hands trailed over the girl's head, and she sighed.

"Mommy can't see." The little girl was looking straight at me.

"Mommy, why does that man look like me…is he the prince in our stories?"

Me…Tanya…Her…

I felt a strong thud hit my head. Ouch. Headache.

Prince?...Has Tanya said anything about me to her… our daughter?

Our Daughter.

I repeated the two simple words in my head.

I felt a cold hard guilt spread through out me.

Wait. Stop.

'Mommy can't see…' So, Tanya… she's blind. That explains why she wouldn't look at me.

I don't understand, I'm so confused… How could this happen?

"Mommy doesn't want you here."