CHAPTER SEVEN
709 Words
The weight of loneliness...
Adam sat alone in his dimly lit living room, the silence pressing down on him. The house, once filled with laughter and warmth, now felt empty—lifeless. His stomach growled, but he ignored it. It had been weeks since he’d had a proper meal. Ever since Sophie and Lily walked out of his life, nothing had felt the same.
Dragging himself to the kitchen, he rummaged through the fridge, only to find nothing but expired leftovers and half-empty bottles. He sighed, running a hand through his unkempt hair. It hadn’t always been like this. Sophie used to make sure there was always something warm to eat, especially on cold nights like this. But she was gone now.
As he walked back to the living room, his gaze fell on the open doorway of Lily’s room. His feet moved before his mind could catch up, and before he knew it, he was standing inside. The air was still scented with traces of her vanilla-scented shampoo. Her toys were scattered on the floor, untouched. His heart clenched as he recalled her small voice calling out to him—“Daddy, come join me. Let’s paint!” But she wasn’t here anymore.
He swallowed hard.
Sophie must have made that decision in haste. Maybe she let her anger cloud her judgment. But then again, was he just trying to justify himself? No. He signed the divorce papers. He let her go. And that should have been the end of it.
But that didn’t mean he couldn’t have access to his daughter.
Where could she be now? The thought nagged at him. The entire Christmas had passed, and he hadn’t even gotten Lily a present. Guilt gnawed at him. Had she missed him? Or had Sophie done her best to erase him from Lily’s life?
No. He wasn’t going to sit here and let that happen. He needed to see Lily.
Determined, Adam grabbed his coat and car keys, heading out to search for answers.
His first stop was Sophie’s friends' place. If she was still in town, someone would know. But conversation after conversation led to the same conclusion—Sophie had left town.
Adam clenched his jaw. She must have gone to her parents’ house. That was the only logical place.
Frustration simmered beneath his skin. He should’ve expected this. Sophie wasn’t the type to linger around places that reminded her of pain. But what angered him the most was how quickly she had disappeared—as if she had been waiting for an escape.
The thought stung more than he wanted to admit.
He was so deep in thought that when his phone buzzed in his pocket, he barely reacted. He glanced at the screen. His mistress.
His grip on the phone tightened. Not today. Not today. Without hesitation, he declined the call.
She didn’t matter. Not anymore.
Right now, the only thing that mattered was getting his daughter to trust him again.
He drove to a hotel near Sophie’s hometown and booked a three-day stay. He didn’t call ahead. He didn’t inform Sophie. If she knew he was coming, she might try to stop him. And if she was with someone else, he didn’t want to hear it.
It didn’t matter if she moved on. It shouldn’t matter.
But deep down, the thought twisted inside him, a bitter pill to swallow.
Adam sat in his hotel room, staring at the ceiling. He had made mistakes—too many to count. But if there was one thing he couldn’t afford to lose, it was Lily.
So he waited.
He watched.
He stayed close, hoping that one day—just one day—he’d catch a glimpse of her.
And when that moment came, he’d make sure she knew that, no matter what, he was still her father.
He wouldn't let Sophie turned his daughter against him.
Afterall they both signed to co-parent.
When Lily becomes an Adult he wouldn’t want her blaming him for tearing the family apart,She would blame her mother.
And if Sophie already moved on with another man,he wouldn’t let him father his child.
Just then a sweet plan came to his mind___Sophie would never ger someone better than him. he muttered.
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