“I’m sorry, Leah. I’m so f*****g sorry,” Xavier said as he held me tightly to his chest, kissing my hair softly, while muttering sorry continuously.
My mind barely recognized that I was being held by the same man that I had loved since childhood, the same man that broke my heart into pieces sleeping with my sister.
The very man that was currently working with my stepmother to destroy me.
I could barely think of all his misdeeds and shortcomings towards me.
All I needed now was comfort, and he was there to provide it for me.
I leaned into his hold, completely breaking down as I wailed for my little baby—the child I never got a chance to hold, and worst of all, I was never given the opportunity to watch it grow inside of me.
He held me tightly to his chest caressing my head while I
