A/N- as you may have noticed, each chapter is short cause it's from a different character's pov.
Please review and let me know how you like this new approach. And how you like the story- you know the drill!
Stable Chapter 6.
Dom's p.o.v.
Please God help me keep this Dream alive or take me before I wake.
She still hates me. I still love her.
Even her furry is beautiful to behold.
I won't let my pride get in the way this time.
I told her that I loved her because I wanted her to know.
It's the closest thing to going back in a time machine and changing the past as I can do.
I brush my teeth and walk back to check on Roberto.
The boy is sleeping soundly. He looks like he belongs here and something in my heart tells me that he does. I realize that from the moment he walked into my garage, I knew that I'd offer him a home with me for as long as he needed one. I will be his father for as long as he will let me think of him as my son.
And if she let's me, I'll give him the most precious gift that I know of: her love. No family of mine would be complete without her.
Thinking of her, I can't help but walk by the guest bedroom.
I hear her crying and it breaks my heart.
Without thinking, I open the door and walk in. I pick her up and carry her back to our room. I've missed even this part of being us.
"She would have been his age," I say, hugging her. "I know that. She would have had eyes like yours and hair like mine used to be. You'd spend hours brushing it out and one day when she's older she would have been bitter she didn't get your hair."
I've thought about what should have been a lot. A lump rises in my throat, and I have to force it down. "I always loved your hair. I never told you that, but I thought it was so soft and beautiful."
She cries harder into my chest and I hold her tighter.
"You told me you didn't want her Dom."
"I've lonely lied to you twice Mira. That was one of them." I struggle to keep composed. I promised that I would tell her these things if I had the chance.
"You'd already lost her. I wanted… I thought it would be easier. I tired to make it sound like we didn't have time for her so you'd see there was still so much more for you here."
She believes me. I can tell from her breathing. It's changed now, less ragged than before.
"I'll help you with Roberto Dom, but that's it."
I squeeze her tight knowing that it's more than I deserve but less than I intend to settle for.