Chapter 75
Imela’s POV
Flashback
“I’d want us to have a son first and then two daughters, Oliver’s words erined in my head while beca to cuddle me in bed and kiss my neck.
“And why is that?” I asked with a raised brow.
“Because I’d show him what it means to be a man and protector of his sisters he replied without hesitation. He seemed to have thought about his answer this time.
This side of him was surprising, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
I turned around in his arms to look at him. “And if you have a girl first, will you are her bad ar
a brow.
He laughed, and my stomach fluttered at the soft sound. “No. I will set the standard for her.” He answered, leaned in, and kissed my lips softly.
His answer was perfect because he was the example of a man I wanted my daughters to have someday–tender, loving, generous, passionate, and, most importantly, Kind.
He pulled away and stared into my eyes. “What do you want first?”
I smiled and shook my head. “I don’t care; as long as I have you beside me, I know they will be safe. I kissed his lips and wrapped my arms around him.
Flashback ends
I saw Oliver’s eyes light up, hearing Ocean refer to him as his father, and I knew he was fighting back tears. They would be the best of friends, as I could already tell. I felt wetness on my hand, and looking down, I saw a tear. It was time to take my leave from the living area.
I stepped out of the living room to give the two a moment to themselves.
I was taking a step back, giving them the space to bond.
It was a hard thing to do. I had had my son all to myself for over four years, so it was still new that I had to share him now, but it was to see them begin the journey. I have never doubted the ability of Oliver to be a good father when we were together. He had the biggest heart and always wanted to show me things I didn’t know in the most loving ways. He would be such a great addition to Ocean’s life, and any good
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mother would want that.
We should have been a family. But that was years ago.
This was for Ocean, not for me.
This was his chance to have a father at a young age, something I never had.
After everything we have been through, he deserves that, at the very least. I kept myself busy with the rest of the paperwork I brought home for the next hour, only stopping when I heard a knock on the door.
It cracked open after 1 beckoned in the one outside, and I saw Carol. “It’s Ocean’s bedtime.” She informed me, and I nodded, permitting her to bring him to his room.
She closed the file, knowing it was time for Oliver to leave, and I walked downstairs to find Carol speaking
to Oliver about Ocean’s time.
“Come again?” Ocean asked as Carol picked him up in her hands.
Oliver didn’t look very confident as he opened his mouth to speak and saw me. “Your mom will tell me if I can.” He replied quietly.
Ocean’s eyes travelled to me, and I knew the tough decision now rested on me. “He will come again,” I assured him, and Ocean looked happier as Carol took him away, and I approached Oliver.
He rose to his feet when I got close. “I guess it’s time to leave.”
“I’ll walk you out,” I offered before I realised it.
Surprise appeared in his countenance, and he nodded. “Sure. Thank you.”
We made our way out and towards his car when he began to speak again. “He’s so smart.” He gushed helplessly, and I chuckled.
If he were to see a few of the things Ocean did regularly, he wouldn’t be able to think straight for a week.
Ocean had an old soul, and it was comforting so many times. He was as troublesome as he was reserved, and he blended the two qualities so well that it was unbelievable. For sure, he took his troublesome attribute from Oliver. Ocean was a curious child and wanted to learn more. When we left Madrid for the States months ago, Ocean’s use of English was five per cent, and it had me worried for him. He couldn’t simply express himself without switching to his native tongue. After a few months in the state, he was much better than I expected.
“I shouldn’t be so surprised; he’s your son, and you are the smartest woman I know.” Oliver continued, snapping me out of my thoughts.
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“Is it flattery I hear you speak?” I raised a brow at him.
“Is it flattery if it is the truth?” He responded, “You were always the smart one. The one meant to take the world by storm. It showed in how you pushed me towards achieving and doing more.”
I didn’t want to go back to past memories–not here, not when the night has been good without it. “Oliver.”
“Ela,” he called, turning to stare at me, and I forgot what I wanted to say, “I am sorry.” He paused, making me do the same.
His apology wasn’t for calling me Ela but for the past actions and events he couldn’t change. This was him still apologising for what happened and the role he played in it.
“You do not have to be.” It was all in the past for a reason. It was best to keep it that way.
“Until you tell me I am forgiven, I will always be sorry.”
“Forgiveness is not so easy for me, Oliver,” I admitted, and he looked to understand my point.
He nodded. “I know it won’t be today or tomorrow, but I can only hope for the day when you will tell me I am forgiven for letting you down the way I did.” With that, he walked to the car, and I watched him go.
