76. A Chance

POPPY:

Did Sevastian think that I also wanted a divorce? No. I did not want my child to remember her mother had been changing men as if she were changing her clothes. I wanted this relationship to continue until our last breath. Sebastian became my comfort and having another man was like repeating the next process. Exhausting. Redundant and cyclical.

“I hope that’s okay with you. The co-parenting, I mean. That’s the only thing I could think of at the moment. However, if Olivia would give the child to me, would you be willing to take care of the child with me, Poppy?”

Who would say no to a baby if he was already in our hands? A baby was one of the greatest blessings.

But could I take care of a child who was not my own? Could I love him without feeling the hate?

As much as I knew that the child was innocent, I hoped God would not allow me to hate an innocent baby.

“Honey? Please in your mind now. I don’t like it when you’re like this.” I could feel the nervousness in his voice.

Heavi