Nicholas's sudden appearance shattered the delicate hint of romance that had formed between Pete and me.
Once the moment dissolved in the air, it was impossible to restore. Stopics were no longer suitable for a second discussion.
He droppedoff at the Jones residence. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Aren't you going to invitein for a bit?" "I just got back too. No one has lived here for a long time, so I'm not sure how Wendy has arranged to clean up the place. Can we do it another day?" I reached across the wide center console to take his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. When I released it, Pete smiled helplessly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe grabbed my hand again, looking atwith a smile. "You still treatlike a child." He leaned closer, propping his hand above my head while holding my hand against his cheek. His deep voice envelopedas he asked, "How much do I still look like I did as a kid?" His palm was warm and soft, and I couldn't help but look up at him.
Pete had indeed changed a lot. I never imagined that one day I would be cared for by Pete. I used to hope not to be bullied when we were kids.
I teased him on purpose, "You look just like you did as a kid!" Pete let out a sigh. Reluctantly, he letout of the car, and I watched him turn around at the intersection and head back toward the Shelman residence.
I believed that the Shelman residence would be brightly lit tonight.
Wendy was sitting in the living room with Tabitha, watching cartoons. When she sawreturn, she patted Tabitha's little butt and exclaimed, "Look who's back! It's Mommy!" I casually set my bag aside and squatted down with open arms. "Tabitha, did you miss Mommy?" Tabitha stared at the TV screen and mumbled slowly, "M-Mommy." Her pretty face showed no emotion.
I clenched my fists tightly, gritting my teeth to swallow my tears. I stood up and turned to Wendy. "What cartoon is this? Does Tabitha like it?" The doctor said watching cartoons could help Tabitha becmore aware of the outside world and develop her focus. So, I specifically asked Wendy to select a few shows that she reacted positively to Swno Wendy shook her head silently. Her gaze clearly said that Tabitha wasn't really watching the show. She was just staring blankly at the direction of the TV. She picked up and set down her dolls over and over again, ring them in a circle around her.
She seemed lost in her own world, pondering something unknown.
I sighed and put on a smile again as I crouched down in front of Tabitha. "Tabitha, Mommy is going to take you for a bath and it's bedtime." Tabitha slowly nodded her little head. "M-Mommy." I pinched her little chin. "When you talk, you need to look at Mommy, okay? When you talk to anyone, you should look at them. That's how a good baby behaves." "Tabitha, this is where Mommy lived when she was little. Do you like it here?" Tabitha cutely repeated, "You.. Like... Here..." "Wendy said you were very good today. Can you tell Mommy what you did today?" "What... You... Did..." After coaxing Tabitha to sleep, the night had grown deep. I sat tiredly in the living room, letting the darkness engulf me.
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While bathing Tabitha earlier, I asked her if she wanted a daddy, and she surprisingly didn't repeat what I said. "Pete, daddy! Pete, daddy!" I initially thought she wanted Pete to
be her dad. But later, when I asked Wendy, I tearned that she had been shouting "Daddy while spinning around in excitement after seeing the news about my banov Tabitha was beautiful, but I couldn't take much credit for it. Her two dark, shiny eyes were a perfect replica of Nicholas'.
Just as I was lost in thought, a sudden knock at the door startled me. I thought it was Pete returning. After all, our families lived so close to each other. But when I opened the door, a dark figure loomed before me, startlingso much that my heart skipped a beat.
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