Soon we all went inside, quickly changing into dry clothes before I started cooking lunch.
Tate and I watched Lily eat, listening to a story she was telling us quietly.
"But then daddy-" she stopped talking at the mention is her dad.
"Where is daddy?" She asked slowly.
Tate.
I literally felt my heart palpitating.
What do i say?
How do i handle this?
Be as honest as possible
"Daddy is at our old house." I told her calmly.
"Oh yeah" she nodded.
"And when do we have to go back?" She asked me.
For being so young, she understood so much.
"We arent going back, babygirl." I spoke.
I could see it registering from her face.
She blinked slowly
"So i dont get to see daddy anymore?"
I felt tears come into my eyes at the question.
As bad as Dylan treated me, he treated Lily well.
I knew she wouldnt always understand the situation, but i didnt expect it to be this soon.
"I truthfully dont know, baby."
I combed my fingers through her hair gently.
"Why?"
I exhaled.
"Do you remember the day you called Luke, because daddy was hurting mommy?" I asked, seeing her nod.
"Well daddy had been hurting mommy for a while." I explained slowly.
"So when you called Luke, Luke helped mommy and soon after that, I realized that i didnt have to deal with that anymore." I explained.
"So no more ouchies?" She asked.
I always referred to my bruises or cuts as ouchies.
"No more, babygirl."
Soon Lily was showing all the signs of needing a nap, so i laid with her in bed until she fell asleep where i left her, joining Luke downstairs yet again.
I sat beside him on the couch, making him look to me, a cute smile firmly on his lips.
"You okay?" He asked me calmly.
"Yeah" i exhaled, finding myself playing with one of the rings on his fingers.
"Come on, lets watch a movie, let me hold you.
With much hesitation, he picked a movie, putting it on
He laid on the couch, patting in front of him, letting me lay with my back to his chest, feeling him slowly drape his arm over my stomach, holding me to him.
"Is this okay? Are you comfortable?" He asked me quietly.
"Everything is perfect."
I closed my eyes as i felt his thumbs rubbing over my knuckles gently
And for the first time in years, i felt comfortable in a mans arms.
Not just comfortable, safe.
"Luke?" I spoke, hearing him hum quietly
"Thank you." I exhaled.
"For?" He asked.
I felt him gently kiss the back of my shoulder.
"Caring about us."
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