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Chapter 32:
Regan's POV
Shana Lyn Reso
Jason R. Reso and Regan E. Lawler had
A daughter, Shana Lyn Reso, July 8, 2004
at 8:84 am at Memphis General Hospital. She
weighted 6 lbs. 7oz.
I folded the small newspaper clipping and stuck it in my purse. I was finally going home after two more days in the hospital. Me and Shana. I was scared to death. I was afraid I'd make some sort of mistake and something bad would result. I hoped not. Jay poked his head in the room. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah." We walked down the hall and into the elevator. "I'm sorry you missed Raw."
He shrugged. "You and Shana are more important to me than one episode of Raw." "That's really sweet of you to say"
Jay drove us home and poor little Shana was mobbed the second we walked in by my father. "Come here, come with Grandpa." He swept her out of my arms and took her over to the loveseat where my mother was sitting. "Let's say hi to Grammy."
"Jerry, I am Grandmother."
"Jill, this isn't the 1800's. Does anyone use the turn Grandmother any more? You are definitely Grammy, or Nanny or something like that."
"Regan, I need to talk to you."
My thoughts broke from my parents. "Okay, upstairs in the baby's room." We walked upstairs and shut the door to Shana's room behind us. "Okay, shoot."
"Regan, first off I need to tell you this. Torrie and I are getting divorced."
My jaw dropped to the floor. "Divorced? Why?"
"Part of it has to do with you."
My heart sank. "Me?" I hated Torrie, but I never wanted to be the cause of their marriage failing.
"Yeah. I wanted to tell you this for so long. I'm not asking you to choose, I did that before and it bit me in the rear. I just can't go on any longer with this weight on my heart."
"Jay," I said feeling dizzy. "What are you saying?"
"Sit down." I sat in the rocking chair and he knelt down in front of me. "Regan, Adam and I were taking and he told me that you had had feelings for me." I felt myself being to blush. I'd have to remember to kill Adam for telling Jay. "And it opened my eyes. Regan, I'm still in love with you."
I nearly fell off my chair. "You're what?" I whispered.
"I'm still in love with you, or as I put it to Adam, I'm addicted to you. I never stopped loving you. I loved you the whole time we were apart after the break-up. I loved you that night on Raw when we kissed. I loved you the night we slept together. I loved you the day I married Torrie. I loved you everyday since I met you."
"Why didn't you tell me this before?"
"Because, you said you were happy with John. I didn't want to ruin it for you. Your happiness means more to me than mine."
"Jay, I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything." He kissed me on the cheek lightly. "I just needed to tell you." He sighed as the heavy weight lifted off his chest. "I have to go. My flight home leaves in an hour." He stood up and headed for the door. "Reg, remember, I'm not asking you to choose me over John, I just needed to tell you, for my own sanity." Regan sat back in the chair, her head spinning and her heart heavy.
A/N: Thanks again for reading and reviewing. We're nearing the end of this story, I think. Thanks again and finally Reg knows, but what will she do now? I'll hopefully have more soon! Thanks again.
Chapter 32:
Regan's POV
Shana Lyn Reso
Jason R. Reso and Regan E. Lawler had
A daughter, Shana Lyn Reso, July 8, 2004
at 8:84 am at Memphis General Hospital. She
weighted 6 lbs. 7oz.
I folded the small newspaper clipping and stuck it in my purse. I was finally going home after two more days in the hospital. Me and Shana. I was scared to death. I was afraid I'd make some sort of mistake and something bad would result. I hoped not. Jay poked his head in the room. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah." We walked down the hall and into the elevator. "I'm sorry you missed Raw."
He shrugged. "You and Shana are more important to me than one episode of Raw." "That's really sweet of you to say"
Jay drove us home and poor little Shana was mobbed the second we walked in by my father. "Come here, come with Grandpa." He swept her out of my arms and took her over to the loveseat where my mother was sitting. "Let's say hi to Grammy."
"Jerry, I am Grandmother."
"Jill, this isn't the 1800's. Does anyone use the turn Grandmother any more? You are definitely Grammy, or Nanny or something like that."
"Regan, I need to talk to you."
My thoughts broke from my parents. "Okay, upstairs in the baby's room." We walked upstairs and shut the door to Shana's room behind us. "Okay, shoot."
"Regan, first off I need to tell you this. Torrie and I are getting divorced."
My jaw dropped to the floor. "Divorced? Why?"
"Part of it has to do with you."
My heart sank. "Me?" I hated Torrie, but I never wanted to be the cause of their marriage failing.
"Yeah. I wanted to tell you this for so long. I'm not asking you to choose, I did that before and it bit me in the rear. I just can't go on any longer with this weight on my heart."
"Jay," I said feeling dizzy. "What are you saying?"
"Sit down." I sat in the rocking chair and he knelt down in front of me. "Regan, Adam and I were taking and he told me that you had had feelings for me." I felt myself being to blush. I'd have to remember to kill Adam for telling Jay. "And it opened my eyes. Regan, I'm still in love with you."
I nearly fell off my chair. "You're what?" I whispered.
"I'm still in love with you, or as I put it to Adam, I'm addicted to you. I never stopped loving you. I loved you the whole time we were apart after the break-up. I loved you that night on Raw when we kissed. I loved you the night we slept together. I loved you the day I married Torrie. I loved you everyday since I met you."
"Why didn't you tell me this before?"
"Because, you said you were happy with John. I didn't want to ruin it for you. Your happiness means more to me than mine."
"Jay, I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything." He kissed me on the cheek lightly. "I just needed to tell you." He sighed as the heavy weight lifted off his chest. "I have to go. My flight home leaves in an hour." He stood up and headed for the door. "Reg, remember, I'm not asking you to choose me over John, I just needed to tell you, for my own sanity." Regan sat back in the chair, her head spinning and her heart heavy.
A/N: Thanks again for reading and reviewing. We're nearing the end of this story, I think. Thanks again and finally Reg knows, but what will she do now? I'll hopefully have more soon! Thanks again.