Paiges Point of View
I was equal parts glad and miserable that Ryan had taken Oliver. I was glad because I didn't want him to see his Momma falling apart. I was miserable because it made me feel so much better when I held him. There was nothing better than having my baby boy in my arms and feeling the warmth and love that radiated out from his body. Oliver was my very own hot water bottle.
So I was on my own and I didn't have to hold it together for my son or anyone else. I sat down in the middle of my living room floor and sobbed my heart out, without really knowing why.
It would have been a pity party for one. But Maddie was just as cut up as I was. I opened my mouth and let her howl work it's way up from her very soul and into my throat. When the noise left my body, it sounded
