Chapter 374
For a moment I’m stunned not expecting him to ask that.
“I heard Grandpa and Grandma talking. They said that Aunt Brook pushed Aunt Sierra down the stairs because she didn’t want her to have your baby” he answers my silent question.
When I don’t say anything, he continues, “Besides, when both Aunt Brook and Aunt Sierra were staying here, I used to hear in her room saying that she’ll never let the baby and Aunt Sierra have you p>
“Yeah, I heard her tell her friend by the pool that she was going to deal with the baby,” Nova adds.
“When was this?” I ask. I should be stunned but honestly, I am not.
“Before you told her to leave” Nova answers, “Aunt Brook wasn’t a nice person p>
“Maybe we should stop calling her aunt,” Nolan says, “She doesn’t even deserve it p>
Before I can answer, my phone rings. I check the name, and it’s Adrian.
For a second, I consider declining it, but then I answer.
“What?” I say.
“The bar, in thirty minutes.” he replies, no greeting or pretense.
“Why?” I ask.
“Because we need to talk p>
I almost scoff.
“We have nothing to talk about p>
“This isn’t about you,” he says, his tone even.
That makes me pause.
“Fine” I grumble before ending the call.
I turn to the twins, “I need to go, but we’ll continue this conversation when I get back p>
Something tells me there is more. That they know more than anyone gives them credit for.
“Okay Daddy,” Nova replies and Nolan nods.
I leave after giving them both kisses. Jump into my car and drive to the location.
The place is quiet, when I get there.
I spot him immediately when I walk in. He’s already there, seated, his posture relaxed in a way that feels practiced rather than natural.
I take the seat across from him and for a moment, neither of us speaks.
The tension sits between us, heavy and undeniable. It’s not just about the situation. It’s about her. About Sierra.
Fate really fucked us up when she made us fall for the same woman. Even as I think that, I can’t help wondering; Is this how Sierra felt?
“What do you want?” I ask finally, pushing the thoughts away.
He doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he studies me for a second before speaking.
“I want to help p>
I let out a short, humorless breath. “I didn’t ask for it p>
“I’m not offering it to you,” he says calmly. “I’m offering it for Sierra p>
My eyes narrow slightly. “And why would you do that p>
He holds my gaze, steady and unflinching.
“Because I saw her, and she’s not okay” he says, his voice trembling a little.
I don’t respond, because I’ve been avoiding going to the hospital.
I won’t lie, I’m a coward. I’m afraid of watching her eyes accuse and blame me for this, even though I know I’m the reason we lost out daughter,
“I’m not going to stand by and watch her disappear like that,” he adds. “I’m not going to sit and watch as she fades away… At this point the only one who can reach her is her daughter, so yes, I’m willing to help you for both thier sakes p>
Silence stretches between us again, before I lean back slightly, my eyes still on him.
“Fine” I agree, my voice hard.
There is No handshake. No agreement beyond that. Just understanding… We both stand at the same time with the same goal in mind.
I don’t think our friendship will survive given we want the same woman, but right now I could used all the help and if he’s willing to help, if accepting his help and joining forces brings my daughter back home, the so be it.