My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 210

Chapter 210

Evelyn

Sunlight filtered through the small gap between the curtains, landing softly on my face. I squeezed my eyes shut, determined not to wake up, but it only lasted a moment before I gave in. Panic shot through every one of my veins as I opened my eyes and saw the empty space beside me.

Sitting up hurriedly, I scanned the room.

Did he not come home last night?

I slipped on my slippers, ready to search for him, when a realization stopped me in my tracks. I'd fallen asleep on the sofa, waiting for him. Yet here I was, waking up in bed. The memory hit me then-his strong arms carrying me to bed, his warmth enveloping me as he held me close.

I stepped out of the bedroom, my ears catching the soft clatter of utensils. Following the sounds to the kitchen, I found him there, cooking breakfast.

A sigh of relief escaped me at the sight. He stood at the stove, relaxed and focused, as if the weight of our troubles didn't exist. As if we didn't have a situation to handle. As if we both weren't walking on thin ice.

I wished he didn't make things harder because, for me, it was already tough enough.

I walked up behind him and gently wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing my face against his back. Another sigh slipped past my lips as I held him tightly.

He was here. Solid. Real.

That was all that mattered.

"Good morning," he murmured, his voice warm and steady, as he flipped the bacon sizzling in the pan.

"Good morning," I whispered, letting the peace of the moment wash over me as I rested my cheek against him.

He turned off the stove and faced me, "How are you feeling?"


"Better," I said, a small smile curling my lips. For once, there was no anger or worry in his gaze-just calm. It was enough to soothe the turmoil in my heart. "You know," I added playfully, "seeing you like this makes me feel like I've won the lottery."

can fry bacon without setting off the fire

because

will get you an extra slice," he said, brushing a strand of messy hair from my face before

"I think I deserve at least two for

head to study me with an amused glint in his eyes. "Done. But you better pay me

happening," I laughed, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "So,

his eyes playful and warm. "Breakfast first, then maybe a walk by the

ache in my chest. Maybe we'd finally moved past the

stepped closer and leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. "With you, it always is,"

I caught his gaze, the question I'd been suppressing tumbling out before I could stop it. "Are you not mad

flush against himp, Evelyn," he said, his vorce low and sincere. shouldirt have spoken to you the way I did. I acted too harshly when you didn't deserve that." His

heart fluttered at his admission, a warmth


Finally, he understood.

his face. "It's

before the relief could fully settle, his next words

have sat you down and talked us through this calmly. Shouting never leads to solutions. And

voice trembled,

tightened

anchoring me to him.

gentle, but his

us to have a child. Neither of us is ready forthat even though you might think you are. You

ground beneath me seemed to shift. I tried to pull away, but

me, Evie

not the right time?" I interrupted, my voice sharp with frustration. My hopes, which had burned so brightly moments ago, began to dim. "Why are

his words carried a brutal edge. "I'm sorry, love, but there's no positive in rushing into something neither of us is truly prepared for. You might think you're ready now, but you'll regret it later. You'll look back at


words pierced through me like

Vel

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