A/N: I've changed the main character's name from Leigh to Olsen, so hopefully I edited every chapter correctly!
Today was the day that Eloise was coming back from her little three day vacation with her mother, and I honestly had no idea where the time went to while she was gone.
At first it felt very excruciating to not have her in the house, and I was starting to become so bored that I thought I was going to lose my mind. Thankfully Harry kind of stepped up by acknowledging the fact that Eloise was like the glue of this household, despite the fact that Harry and I got along quite well overall, and he didn't shut himself completely off by locking himself inside of his study.
For instance, last night I was sitting on the couch watching television, and Harry popped in.
I looked at him curiously, "Hi?"
He just nodded his head once in acknowledgement, and proceeded to take a seat on the adjacent couch in the room. I glanced over at him when I finally settled on a channel for us to watch, but very subtly so that he wouldn't notice me staring him down, and just observed his relaxed nature. I understood that this was his house and that he could do as he pleased inside of it, though he has always been very respectful since I've lived here, but I felt like it was very rare to see him lounging around.
I could tell that he couldn't relax either but I'm sure it was because Eloise was still gone, and not because he felt nervous around me. Well, at least I hoped he wasn't nervous around me anyway, because that isn't the goal I wanted to achieve at all.
The two of us sat in silence as we watched television until about a half past midnight when we decided to call it a night. He told me goodnight, I told him the same, and then we went our separate ways until the morning time came around.
Currently, I was standing in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in one hand, and a book that I started a while ago in the other. It was almost nine o'clock when Harry barged through the door looking all flustered and panicked, which in turn made me feel practically the same. I put my coffee and book down and looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
Harry rested his palms against the countertops and sighed, "Eloise is coming home today."
My lips formed into a smile, "I know, when is she due at the air-"
"Ally is on her way here to drop her off."
I didn't know what else to do but stare at him, not because I was expecting him to say something else, but because I didn't know what that meant. I wasn't scared of meeting his ex-wife, but I wasn't that keen on even meeting her in the first place. It was still kind of painful to watch her interact with Eloise at her birthday party simply because I truly felt like Ally didn't know her own daughter half as well as I did, yet I would never have that emotional connection with Eloise like she did with her real mom. I loved her and I did care a lot about her, but Eloise was too young and naive to understand the situation at hand. Right now she was just taking advantage of being wanted unintentionally, and that was fine.
Sometimes I felt like there was a hole in my chest, and I didn't know if it could ever be filled.
I didn't know what I needed to feel complete.
Harry sighed, "I think you should probably go out for a little while."
Now this was something that I wasn't expecting to hear coming from his mouth, and I scoffed a little, "Why?" He was basically kicking me out, and I could feel my heart breaking a little as I imagined a romantic reconciliation being the reason for me needing to leave. I was sure that Harry had no pre-existing feelings for Ally anymore by the way he literally tried to hide from her at Eloise's party, but then again, what do I know?
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A desirable single father hires a plain looking nursemaid to help take care of his young daughter, but it quickly escalates into something much more complicated when feelings come to the surface.