What colors roses do Jill like? Pink? Red? Why are there even so many? Damn it. I gave up and picked out a pink bouquet with roses for my princess and a red one for Jill. Yeah, both for my girls. They deserve it.

I paid for the roses and went back to the car, driving to Jill's apartment. I couldn't wait to see them. I have missed them so much, especially Amari. She's growing up so fast.


I parked my car and grabbed the roses from the passenger seat. I got the key from her apartment and opened the door. Jill insisted that I should have a key, because I often brought Amari home late. Sometimes she didn't wanted to get disturbed since she had to work the next day.

When I closed the door behind me a squealing Amari jumped on me. "Daddy! You're home." She looked up at me excitedly and smiled. "I missed you."

I squatted down and hugged her tightly. "I missed you too, princess. I brought you roses and candy? Do you like candy."


She shook her head. "I love cake."

Oh of course, how could I forget that. "Well," I said. "Maybe we can get some cake after dinner."


Amari's eyes lit up and her cheeks turned pink. So cute. "Yes! Mommy, mommy!" She grasped my hand and dragged me to the kitchen. "Mommy! Daddy says cake."

Jill wiped her hand on a table cloth and looked up at us. "Oh, hey there. Did he brought cake?"

Amari shook her head. "No, he said---,"

"We will get cake later. Right, princess." I said smiling, as I looked down at my little princess. "Why don't you go play? I brought you a new toy." I handed her the gift bag and she immediately ran to the living room.

"You're spoiling her." I heard Jill say next to me. "Food, toys, outings. She doesn't need that, she just needs your time."

"I'm a busy man, Jill. I was in Singapore for three days, you didn't want to come."

"Of course not." she said frustratingly. "I'm not going to give up my work just for you."

"And you don't want us back. I don't have a choice. I cannot wake up next to Amari every morning."

She sighed and continued setting the table. She wore a pink dress that reached her thighs. So beautiful, even after she gave birth to my daughter. She had a kind of understated beauty. In her presence I felt showered with love and in her eyes shone a gentleness that told me that,at last, I was home. She was home.

"What are you thinking about?" She asked softly, her beautiful eyes looking up at me. "I'm not ready yet, you know that."

"When will you be ready then?" I was getting impatient. I just wanted to come home. Not to an empty mansion. But to her. I loved her so much. I don't want one stupid mistake to ruin everything. Communication is the key. And I'm trying to use it for once, but it's only killing me.

"When I'm ready, I'll tell you. If you think it's easy, then you're wrong. I don't even want to think how many girls were in your life when I wasn't."

When she said that my eyes darkened and a piece of my heart broke. Is that how she thinks of me? My woman thinks that she's replaceable. She thinks that I was dipping my dick in some other girls---

Goddamn it!

I walked over to her and grabbed her by her upper arm. I turned her around so she could look in my eyes and see the truth. The pain.

"I have hurt you, Jill. Damn it, I even admit I did it! But do you even realize how much your disappearance affected me? Have you? " I gnashed. "I want us back, I would do anything to have us back. Why are you making it so hard!"

"You're hurting me." She squeaked and I immediately let go of her arm. Goddamnit! I haven't even realized that my grip on her was so strong.

"Think about it, Jill. I'll keep and keep on trying. I'll not rest until I get my family back. Forgive me, pudding. Please."

"I told you so many times." She hissed angrily. "I already forgave you, Vasilios. A long time ago. I mean I knew you wouldn't change, I was just stupid to not see it."