Waking up, a whirlwind of thoughts stormed through her mind, such as the notion of leaving.

But what about the kid?

She had missed out on four years of Nolan's life, four years during which he constantly feared she'd abandon him again.

She considered taking him with her, but those years had been filled with Fitch's tireless care, always by his side. Would Nolan even want to leave his dad?

No matter how she looked at it, it was a catch-22.

Seeing Nolan's tears now twisted her heart like a knife.

Nolan approached, tears still tracing lines down his clear, innocent eyes.

Clutched in his hand was that photo-Zoey's photo.

The memory of Fitch saying how Nolan always carried her picture with him hit her hard.

Feeling as though she had been struck in her Achilles' heel, Zoey quickly lifted her hand, gently ruffling his hair.

"I'm not leaving."

Nolan looked up, his eyes filled with cautious hope. "For real?”

The hesitation in Zoey's heart vanished in an instant, and she nodded slowly.

Nolan's eyelashes fluttered, and his tears fell even faster.

"Why the tears again?"

"Happy... Mommy... wants... Nolan."

his speech so labored,

not made of stone, thought about the circumstances of

couldn't cry;

never said she didn't want you. Something happened back then, and I forgot about you, Nolan. I'm

tears still streaming down,

the eyes of

Nolan's fault... couldn't...

back anymore; she pulled him onto the bed,

child be so understanding, so much so it

always said how

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such a

Cadored Nolan. Who

his own mother content

feeling as if she had cried out four years' worth in

her own inarticulateness, unable to voice

for this embrace from Zoey, not as a teacher, but as

the streets,

forgotten him; he had to endure, had to be well-behaved, to win

the hospital room

didn't enter, just leaned against the

felt numb from standing

to stay or leave. Four years ago, he

she loved him once made

a gap in his

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