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He shook his head at her questions. “Does this answer your question?” He asked before he pressed his lips against hers. “I wanted to get back together with you before I found about her. After I found out that you had a kid, I didn’t know if she was mine or if you were in a relationship with someone after I left, I was still hoping that there was something in between us. That we could be together, whether or not she was mine. She was just an added bonus either way.” He murmured once his lips pulled back from hers.

“She does?” He asked, he had seen her once. But it wasn’t a close enough view to her that he could fully take in her features. All he seen when he looked at her was Macy. “No, it wasn’t. You didn’t give me a chance. And even if I wasn’t coming back to New York, we’re both from the same bloody country. You could have easily came back to Australia and called me up.” He muttered. He leaned against the wall, his arms crossing over his chest. “At least you’re admitting that you were in the wrong, now are you going to let me see her and be in her life? If I didn’t want to be a dad or have a kid, I wouldn’t have came all the way up after finding out about her.”

So I’ve been talking to this guy, right? I really thought he would be great and when he turns you down ‘cause he thinks that with me, he won’t have nothin’. What the fuck? He obviously doesn’t know who the fuck I am. 

“My morning started off at 5 AM to my dog chasing the jogger coming down our street him yelling and me waking up to see Stella had gotten out and the jogger wouldn’t stop running meaning I had to chase them both , she wasn’t trying to hurt him she just really wanted to play because he had this thing on his keychain that looked like a ball. I’ve done my exercise for the next two years