Eve POV

It's the next morning and Harry went to take Doug out for a walk.

I'm currently washing the dishes from our breakfast. Harry made us French toast. I was surprised he could actually cook. I laughed when he offered to make breakfast, but it came out surprisingly well.

After I cleaned up and put Doug's food on the floor so when he comes back he can eat; I head to my bedroom to make up the bed.

Once I see how messy it is, I debate whether or not it's worth it.

I'll do it later.

I sit on the bed and grab my phone resting on my night stand.

I see I have a voicemail from my Father. I hesitate to hit 'listen', but I do anyways. I put it on speaker and extend my legs out on the mattress I'm on currently.

"Hey Eve, it's Dad. Well, I guess you already know that from the contact name so forget that. Uh, I just wanted to call you to say that I'm really sorry for not being the parent you deserve. I was distracted on Christmas Eve and forgot your birthday, which isn't an excuse of course, I just blanked out. Most importantly, I'm sorry for not telling you I've been dating Zoe for five years and we have a daughter together.

I don't have a real reason for not telling you besides that I didn't want you to feel like I was replacing you. Lexi and I will never have the relationship you and I do for many reasons. One of them being she has a Mom who can do the girly things with her. I did those with you because your Mom passed away. I'll admit that I've been more focused on Lexi lately, since she's still a kid, and I'm trying to be a parent to her. I'm also trying to step up and be a Dad for Zoe's other daughter, Rachel, since she doesn't have a father figure. I'm sorry if it seems like I've been distant lately, I just assume you didn't need me anymore considering you're an adult now and all."

He stops talking for a moment.

"I'm sorry for treating you like a baby, if you do feel like I did. And I'm also sorry for not noticing the way John was treating you. I should've noticed or asked more. I feel terrible that I didn't see anything wrong and help you. I understand if you don't want to speak to me again considering how you feel. I just want you to know that I love you and will always love you. I hope that we can move past me being an idiot, if not I understand. Always know that if you need anything my phone is on. I uh," My Dad stops speaking for a moment. "I'm sorry for letting you down, Eve.

I thought me not telling you was for the best, in my own stupid way. And I also didn't know where you stood emotionally on your mother. I didn't know if you'd think I'm replacing her or something. But, I'm very proud of you Eve, and I hope you don't think you're the failure of the family, cause you're far from. I'm sorry if I don't say how proud I am of you a lot. I hope we can move past this because I never wanted you to be hurt by me not telling you. Have a wonderful day darling. I love you,"

The message ends and place my phone on the bed.

I just need to distance myself from all of them. I have questions I want to ask my Dad about everything really, but I don't want to ask him now, or even forgive him now. I just need space.

I'm mad at my brothers, but not as mad as I am at my Dad. 25 years of arguments that my Dad and I never had, are happening all at once and it's exhausting.

"Hello," I hear Harry's voice say to me. I sit up and see he's walking into our room. He takes off his coat and put it on his dresser. "How are you feeling?"

"Eh," I answer. "You?" I ask.

"I'm eh," He sits down beside me.

"Why are you eh?" I ask.

"Because you're eh," I nudge Harry who just smiles at me.

"You always do that," I say causing him to have a smug look on his face.

"Because your mood is my mood," He lays down and opens his arms out for me. I grin a little and nuzzle my head into his chest. His arms wrap around me and our legs intertwine.

"I love you Harry," I say.

"I love you too, Eve," He kisses my cheek and runs his fingers through my hair.

I don't think I would care if it was just Harry and I, if that makes sense. I'm just thinking about what if I decide not to speak to my family again, what would I have? I've always been close with my brothers and my Dad. I'm more close with Mason though, he calls me every week, sometimes two times.

I don't think I would be able to cut them all of considering they all have a big part in my life.

If I get married I want my Dad to walk me down the aisle and I want my brothers to be there with their families.

When I have kids I want my Dad to meet them and have a relationship with them.

My thoughts pause for a moment.

Harry doesn't want kids.

Does he even want to get remarried?

I close my eyes again. I can't compromise on not having kids. I'd rather have kids and not get married.

When I was hanging out with Ethan's son, David yesterday all I was thinking about was that I can't wait till I have a baby of my own.

I also want to be a Mom, and there is nothing wrong with wanting to be one. But I love Harry and I don't want us to break up because of these differences.

I push my thoughts to the side. I'll worry about that when it comes. For now I just have to focus on one thing at a time.

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