“Not at all. And my wife will welcome the company. She said hearing about my work all night gets old. Now you two can talk…women stuff.”
It was more likely they would be talking baby stuff, but she knew what he meant. You don’t know how lucky you are to have someone to listen to. It’s just me, Donnie and now, Nia.
Krista wasn’t sure what this would be like if Connor actually had accompanied her. It probably would’ve ended with some argument over why she shouldn’t be doing this. But Krista was thirty-four and set in her career. She owned her home, and had no addictions that could be considered harmful for a child. The only thing not in her favor was the fact she was a single parent. But even that didn’t hold up as a valid reason. Many people raise children on their own, either by choice or by necessity.
And I’m doing it out of both.
That didn’t mean she didn’t miss Connor. It just meant that this development was the proof she needed that they didn’t fit in each other’s lives. Everything felt so right, but those feelings couldn’t have been right.
If they were, he’d be here now.
She hoped wherever he was, whatever he was doing, he was happy. Because that’s what you want for someone you love. You want them happy, even if it means, they’re not with you.
It was a chilling revelation, but it was accurate. She loved him. How? Why? None if it made any more sense than Patty telling her they belonged together based off a photo. But since when did anything make sense when the heart was involved?
Looking down at Nia who was sleeping soundly in her arms, she knew there was no time to cry over Connor. Because this little one needed all the love she could get. And Krista was going to ensure that Nia felt loved every day of her life.