All Chapters of TOO LATE TO WANT ME: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

~TYLA~I forced a smile to my trembling lips, even though it did nothing to brighten my face.“I’m sorry, darling. I need to head to the office now… I promise to take you to the park this weekend as compensation.”Kenny thought for a while, and then he nodded. In an instant, he was back to eating, almost like the conversation never happened.I clenched my fists tightly and without another word, I headed back to my room.My leg still pained from hitting it on the table last night, so I practically limped up the stairs.I didn’t allow myself time to process the pain; instead, I forced my mind into getting ready for work.But even my unwillingness to accept the situation I found myself in, did nothing to reduce its impact.When I came down again, fully dressed… they were still at the table. But Matt was done eating, he seemed to be watching Olivia and Kenny, like a doting husband and father.Olivia was still giving Kenny more food.This time around, I didn’t stop, didn’t let them see the

~TYLA~I couldn’t move.It was as though my legs were rooted to the spot as I watched Olivia immediately bend down to Kenny’s level, ruffling his hair.Kenny’s giggles were like needles pricking at my skin.“Hello dear, buddy.” She greeted him, warmly, “Enjoying your snack?”Kenny nodded. “I love… love it. Aunt Olivia is the best.”Those were innocent words, yet they did the most damage.It was as though Benny understood what was happening, she took my hand and gave it a light squeeze.Maria, Matt’s mom, took that chance. She also bent to Kenny’s level, her lips wide with a smile.But I could see the mischief in her eyes, clearly whatever she wanted to do wasn’t going to be good.“Do you like your Aunt Olivia?” She asked, caressing Kenny’s little cheeks.Kenny giggled again. “I love Aunt Olivia. She is pretty and kind. She is also a great cook.”I swallowed hard, turning away slightly, my heart racing.Kenny used to praise my cooking so much. But now, he seemed to have fallen in love

~TYLA~The apartment was quiet when I stepped inside. It was a simple apartment situated on the sixth floor of the building. Philip had found it for me in a rush and I couldn’t be more thankful.I rolled my small, half-empty suitcase, looking at the four corners of where I was going to start a new life, far away from Matt.My hands felt completely empty without Kenny’s small fingers holding onto them.I felt a dull ache settle deep in my chest.I wondered if my little boy was still giggling on the phone with Olivia and completely unaware that his mother had just walked out of his life to survive.Before I could think about what I had left behind, Philip said softly from behind me, “It’s not much, Tyla. But it is discreet. The lease is under a shell company and definitely no one from the Wilson family will track you here.”I nodded as I walked into the center of the living room, looking around.There was a simple gray sofa. Looking ahead, was a small coffee table then an empty kitchen

~TYLA~Vincent, Vivian and I were together in the glass capsule. Philip had to leave again because he had an emergency.For a while no one spoke in the elevator and the only sound in the air was Vivian’s shaky breathing as she repeatedly dabbed at her eyes while holding my hands.“When Philip called... I didn’t buy it," she muttered, refusing to look up. “I didn’t believe him when he talked about the divorce and you coming back to the office. But, God…Tyla, I am so incredibly sorry. I should have just banged down your door that night, anyway. I shouldn't have let you deal with that Wilson bastard alone for good five years. I…I didn’t know you were not happy. I should have…”Another tear slid down my cheeks. “Don't, Vivi. I’m the one who needs to beg for forgiveness here. You tried to shake some sense into me so many times, and I just... I literally pushed you away. I don’t even deserve to be here. I thought you would hate me and—““I would never. You should know that,” Vivian shook he