Nathaniel felt his chest swell with that feeling that sucks him in every time he sees Polly in her role as a mother.
That little girl.
He doesn't understand the emotions that little girl awakens in him, he's afraid of hurting them, and whether he wants to or not... sooner or later he will.
Seeing her there. So beautiful with her hair down her back and their daughter in her arms made him think about what a child of theirs would be like, and how beautiful it would be to wake up with this image of his wife taking care of their child...
NO.
He can't think like that, he vowed to himself to never have children so they wouldn't suffer as he did.
"What are you standing there for? Come sit down and have breakfast…" Grace told him as she noticed Nathaniel's presence: "this is the first tim
