Chapter 16.

�2 hours later.�

�This is a very boring movie Nicky.�� Jane stated.

�Please don�t call me Nicky.�� Nick said popping another piece of popcorn into his mouth, totally engrossed in the movie.�

Jane looked at him and took in his appearance.� He looked almost as he did seven hears ago.� His blond hair� was cut neatly and his hair was spiked.� His eyes were the same deep ocean blue, his cheeks pale with a slight tan.� His smile always noticeable on his face, even when he wasn�t smiling.� He didn�t even look like a single father.� But he was, and it changed his life forever.� But staring at him Jane can see clearly that he loved being a father.

�Nick.�� Jane started.� Nick turned to look at her.� � I�m sorry Nick.�� she said.

�Sorry for what?�� He asked.

�I�m sorry or hurting you.� for hurting your daughter for pushing you two away.� she said, tears falling freely from her eyes.

�Mom...It�s ok.�� Nick said.

:Not it�s not!�� She yelled.

�It�s not ok because you left. You left because we were pushing you towards the opposite of what you wanted to do.� You wanted to raise your daughter, and the rest of us wanted your career.� And that hurt you and pushed you away from me, and everyone else.
Nick looked at her for a long moment, trying to form words.�

�Mom.�� He started, quietly.� �It�s ok mom. I forgive you.� I understand that you only wanted the best for me.� �m your childe, you felt that I deserved better.� But I had a child to.� And I wanted nothing but the best for her also.� And she came first in my life because of that time, I was old enough, and wise enough to care for myself, but Isis couldn�t do that.� She was too young, so I had to do that.� For her.�� nick said.� tears streaming down his eyes.�
He continued staring at Jane, tears falling from her eyes too.� She tried to form words but couldn�t.� She just shook her head, she go off the couch and moved over to Nick and kissed his forehead.

�I love you�� She whispered.� � I love you.�� They embraced for while before they both fell asleep on the couch.
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