Lost in pain
Kavielle POV
Drew was early for my appointment, like always. He always says, "Better to be an hour early than a minute late." Normally, I would think it was endearing, but right now—right now — I was angry with him. I can't reasonably be upset with him, but I was upset with my luck. We were doing so well and things were good again, just for something this big to come in and fuck it all up.
No matter what, my feelings for Drew aren't going to change, but neither is my mind about being a mother. I had nightmares about a child chasing me through the house, screaming at me, calling me mom. It was probably the most terrified and conflicted I had ever been. I guess instinctually, there is a part of me that wants that. But logically, I know that I am not the right fit for something like that.
