Normally, Ajax tried his best to handle everything from home.
It was neither easy nor convenient for his company staff, but the thought of leaving Noémie alone scared him shitless. He was afraid of repeating the mistakes that had led to him losing his wife and unborn child.
That day, if he had been the one driving Linda to her regular check-up, perhaps circumstances would have been different.
Or at the very least, he would have been with them if fate was determined to flip his entire life upside down. He wouldn’t have slipped into depression, and he certainly wouldn’t have used alcohol to drown his sorrows. What happened between him and Noémie that night wouldn’t have happened, and he wouldn’t have a child on the way because of it, either.
Ajax could not understand, for the life of him
