Tears welled up in Jessica's eyes. Jonas's words pierced her heart, making her realize how heavy she was carrying a burden that wasn't entirely hers.
"Jonas…" her voice trembled. "I sometimes forget that I have my own life outside here too. All my thoughts are on Anya and Kevin. I'm afraid of losing myself."
Jonas smiled gently, his thumb caressing the back of Jessica's hand. "That's why I came. I wanted to remind you: you're not alone. I'm here. I want to be a part of your life, Jessica, not just someone waiting outside the gate."
Jessica stared at Jonas for a long moment, then finally, tears fell. She covered her face briefly, feeling both embarrassed and relieved. Jonas grabbed her shoulders, pulling her into a warm embrace.
“It’s okay,” he whispered in her ear. “Cry if you need to. I’m here.”
Jessica closed her eyes, letting herself
Jessica choked. She wanted to say something, but didn’t know how. Finally, only one word came out, her voice trembling. “Thank you.”Kevin stared at them for a moment, then turned back inside. But before closing the door, he managed to say, “I hope you’re happy.”It was a simple statement, but for Jessica, it felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Kevin, though still hurt, had given his blessing. That meant a lot.After Kevin disappeared, Jessica leaned back on Jonas’s shoulder. “I’m still scared, Jonas. I’m still confused about how this will all work out. How I can still be there for Anya, how I won’t disappoint anyone…”Jonas held her hand tightly. “We don’t have to know all the answers now. We just need to take one step at a time. As long as we trust each other, we’ll find
When Jessica returned, her face still bore the marks of tears. She sat beside Jonas again, closer this time.“See?” she whispered softly. “How can I get married when my heart is still so attached to that child?”Jonas took her hand again, looking at her seriously. “Because love is undivided, Jessica. It grows. You can love Anya, and still love me. You just need to believe that we can find a path together. I'm ready to love you both, my way.”Those words made Jessica cry again, more softly this time. She lowered her head, resting her forehead on Jonas's shoulder.“Give me time,” she said finally. “I want to… but I'm scared. Give me time, Jonas.”Jonas hugged her tightly, letting the night bear witness to that promise. “I'll wait, Jessica. However long it takes.”
Tears welled up in Jessica's eyes. Jonas's words pierced her heart, making her realize how heavy she was carrying a burden that wasn't entirely hers."Jonas…" her voice trembled. "I sometimes forget that I have my own life outside here too. All my thoughts are on Anya and Kevin. I'm afraid of losing myself."Jonas smiled gently, his thumb caressing the back of Jessica's hand. "That's why I came. I wanted to remind you: you're not alone. I'm here. I want to be a part of your life, Jessica, not just someone waiting outside the gate."Jessica stared at Jonas for a long moment, then finally, tears fell. She covered her face briefly, feeling both embarrassed and relieved. Jonas grabbed her shoulders, pulling her into a warm embrace.“It’s okay,” he whispered in her ear. “Cry if you need to. I’m here.”Jessica closed her eyes, letting herself
Kevin smiled, then looked deeply at Jessica. “Thank you. For today… and all the days before.”Jessica smiled slightly, then walked past him. There were no further words. That day was enough.As soon as the bedroom lights were turned off, the small house fell silent again. A day filled with laughter, lessons, and simple conversations had passed. But for Jessica, every second felt precious—a reminder that even though she was only a caregiver, days like these were what made her life meaningful.The following days passed at a calmer pace. Kevin began spending more time with Anya, no longer simply leaving everything to Jessica. They went shopping together, read books before bed, and even just sat in the yard listening to Anya's stories about school and her friends.Jessica continued to carry out her duties, preparing necessities, accompany
Jessica cleared the plates and glanced at Anya. “What are you drawing this time, honey?” she asked, wiping the dishes with a small towel.Anya lifted her head briefly, her face beaming. “A horse! I want to draw a white horse. So that when I actually ride a horse, I’ll have a friend here.”Jessica chuckled. “Wow, that’s a great idea. A white horse, huh? Don’t forget to give it a saddle, so you can ride it.”Anya immediately became serious again, her small tongue sticking out slightly between her teeth as she drew lines with concentration.Kevin emerged from the room, now more neatly dressed. He had to go to the office, though his eyes lingered on Anya for a moment. There was a faint sense of reluctance there—reluctance to leave, reluctance to miss the little moments he was relearning.“I’m going now,&rdq
Jessica sat beside Anya, while Kevin stood nearby, his eyes gently gazing at his little daughter as she enthusiastically described the details of her drawing. “This is a butterfly,” Anya pointed to the bright orange drawing. “Auntie said it looks like the sun.”Kevin nodded, “Yes, it’s a beautiful butterfly, Anya. You’re great at coloring it.” He smiled proudly, his voice warm and gentle, reflecting the loving side of a father.Jessica watched Kevin out of the corner of her eye, noticing how patiently he listened to Anya’s story without trying to change the atmosphere or control her. There was a simple yet genuine warmth. She knew this was an important small step for Kevin—learning to be a present father without pressure.After a moment, Anya turned her attention to Jessica and said, “Auntie, I want to draw again tomorrow. Is that okay?”