Disclaimer; I am sadly not Meg Cabot I own nothing but the plot I might own a few people in it actually I'm not quite sure
Why, Why does love have to hurt so very bad, I mean I have been hurt by
ghosts so bad in my life and none of that hurts as much as heart break maybe
Not even death itself. So I was sat there on my own on the window seat my
knees pulled up to my chin thinking of the many times Jesse had sat there
And I was hurting, very badly deep inside of me, just thinking of him sent a jab
of pain sweeping through me. Five years after Jesse had been brought to life he
had gone missing, completely missing they searched for months even years
maybe but they have never found him he's just always been labelled missing,
and the worst part of it all is that 6 months before he went missing he got me
pregnant and now I have a 5 year old daughter who has no kind of idea who
her dad is.
Sitting there thinking about the love of my life who was probably dead on his
Birthday was what made me do it, I jumped off the window seat I couldn't
Live like this anymore without having him there with me I was just so empty
There was a Jesse shaped hole carved out in my heart, I marched into Natalia's
Room "Natalia, honey we are going on a trip" She dropped the toy she was
Playing with her dark hair matching her dad's bounced "Why Mommy?"
"we're gonna find daddy"