Zoe POV
Every day changes at a breakneck pace. Mostly as a result of our happiness, we are no longer mindful of the blackness and brightness of the sky. There is nothing else to think about other than being grateful constantly. We were completely unaware that our child had been born outside of my womb. I'm at a loss for words when I realize that we've finally met my baby for the first time. The only difficulty was that Adams was already quite busy at the time of my giving birth to our child. Now I'm putting together my baby things so Aria may meet him. I'd want to ask her for guidance on how she managed to keep her relationship with Lucas close even though she didn't take good care of her looks.
I gained weight, I constantly smelled like milk, and I couldn't sleep for the second time in a row simply to take care of Randall. Randall is the name of our kid. After I finished replacing her stuff, I departed. Aria and I will get together today at the mall to purchase items for our new baby boy.
After that, it wasn't long until I ran into her and her daughter. The difference between her daughter and Randall is that her kid has been walking because she is a year and two months and Randall is just nine months old. They waved at me, and I responded with a wave. She kissed me on the cheek and patted the back of her child's shoulders. As we proceeded to the clothing store, I began to explain my story to her.
"How can you claim that he doesn't have the same feelings for you anymore?" she asks. Aria approached me with a little clothing in her hands, hoping to see whether it would fit her kid.
I had Randall in my arm as we strolled about looking for clothing and other items for these children. I came to a halt in my quest and confronted her. She, for her part, continued her search. Randall's hair was tangled in my fingers when I responded.
"He usually came home late, and when he did get home, he frequently just saw Randall and didn't pay attention to me. Whenever he goes, he doesn't bother to wake me up." As I told her this, my chest clenched up a little.
It's possible that he doesn't want to wake you up since he understands how exhausted you are. Maybe he is not talking to you much because he wants your attention to be focused elsewhere or in your rest." She returned her attention to what she was doing at the time. What she said brought me to a complete halt. I even considered the possibility of a reason. I wanted to tell her that I was beginning to believe that Adams had found a new woman and that he no longer loved me since I wasn't as attractive and seductive as I had been the first time he saw me. Perhaps he has grown bored of my unattractive appearance, and this is how he treats me. I followed Aria as she pushed her daughter's stroller. I simply stand back and let her do what she wants while my thoughts are already flying someplace else.
"I have a sneaking suspicion that he has a girlfriend. It's conceivable that he already has a mistress. What should I do in such a situation? What if he suddenly abandons me and takes my kid away from me?" I worry. I'm aware that it's only a symptom of my stress, therefore this is how I'm thinking. I also realize that it's likely that I'm just overthinking things in my head, but if I don't grasp what's going on in my head, I can suddenly get overwhelmed and go insane.
"Do you know what's best to do when a question keeps bombarding your mind? It would be preferable if you paid him a visit at his office. Perhaps Lucas is also there, so let's both go together." When she smiled at me, my heart felt lighter for a moment. Yes, she is correct. It is better for me to just investigate the situation, since he may be doing a great deal in his company and I am only being paranoid. I gave her a cheesy grin that was completely unintentional. I can't keep a smile on my face all the way up to my eyes because I can't keep my cool when a lot is going through my head. The inability of my brain to adapt might prevent me from sleeping properly afterwards.
Before she chose to go to the workplace, we went out to eat at a nearby restaurant. She is no longer working since Lucas has stopped her from doing so. In fact, we've chatted so much over the years that I'm not even sure how we got to be friends. We drove in her vehicle, and I just left my own at the mall. When we pulled up in front of the building, she came to a dead stop and did not move. She was simply gazing out into space, but before I could see where her eyes were looking, she started her vehicle up again and drove away. I grabbed the steering wheel to prevent her from continuing to drive away, and I saw where she was staring.
Adams was chatting to a lady across the street from the building when I happened to see him. They chuckle and seem to be in their own worlds at moments. In one fluid motion, he patted the lady by the head and slid her into the open door of his car. I didn't take my gaze away from where they were until their car drove away. But, despite the fact that the car had moved away from the area where I had seen them, I was still looking at the spot. It's important to remember what occurred. Aria clutched my arm and couldn't articulate what she was thinking, but she did her best to make me feel better nevertheless.
"Perhaps there's a good explanation behind this."
“Yeah. I have trust in him." I said gently as I cradled Randall's head in my arms.