Letting go.

59

Karina

My walk back home was silent as I processed his words.

I had also insulted him, said hurtful words and was being inconsiderate to him.

Yet he was being patient with me.

I ground my teeth against each other, the familiar bittersweet feeling of guilt flowing in me along with something different.

He was still Levi's father.

I barely got out of my head to find the white door I was about to bump into. I arrived home earlier than I thought or maybe time simply flew by earlier.

Entering the house I found the living room empty but heard noises and instantly knew where it was coming from. Placing Levi on one of the couches I moved towards the kitchens where just as I guessed, Connors mother was.

“There's no need to help Dana.” She called out. Her back was towards me meaning that she hadn't seen me.

“It's Karina.” I said. She instantly dropped what she was doing to face me. The surprise on her face instantly reverted to a gentle smile.

“Hello there.” she greeted “Where’s my grandson?”