NOLAN POV
I stood on the porch feeling more pain than I ever had before. How was it that the words I'd been waiting to hear over all these weeks only filled me with more sadness?
"I'm glad." I headed to my car, and as I drove home, I replayed the night in my mind, wondering if I had done something different, had said something different, things would change. The pessimistic part of me said no.
I tried to think about how April might view it. She had a glass half full type of attitude. April would have seen the kiss as positive. Gwen’s telling me she didn't hate me was positive. Did this mean there was hope? Maybe I needed to do more. Maybe not more kissing and touching, but more proving that I was devoted to her. Committed to her and the baby.
When I arrived home, I headed upstairs and
