CHRISTOPHER’S POV Kim and mom got in the house about thirty minutes after I took the kids. She looks like her world has been crushed and i dont like the look on her face. When I approach her, she seems to shrink into herself. “Hey baby, what is going on?” I ask her as I gently pull her to our room away from any listening ear. The whole time she is looking down at her feet like she is trying to swallow whatever it is that is bothering her. The moment I lock the bedroom door, she looks up at me. Her eyes are wet, full of tears she seems to refuse to let go of. “Oh baby, it's okay. You can cry any time you are with me. You don't have to hold the tears back.” sitting down next to her, I lean her head on my shoulder, “it's okay. You can cry.” She shakes her head no and takes a deep breath. “There is something I ne- need to talk to you about.” she says as her breath catches. I nod for her to continue. “Okay” she says. “There is a reason why in my past life I dated Killian and even en
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