I can’t take this anymore! It’s been almost four days, and I haven’t heard from Winston. Forget everything I’ve ever said. I DON’T want to do this without him! I can’t. I won’t! This isn’t even about the baby anymore. I miss him! I just want my boo back. I’d been prideful, not wanting to be the first one to make a move, but if I have to be the one to make this right, so be it! We have to fix this!
I went in, guns blazing, with a prepared lecture and everything. But he cut me off with a beautiful apology. Turns out he came to my house earlier, but I was out with a client. He didn’t really blame me; he was just shocked. Things between us were perfect, and he didn’t want anything to change. But even deeper than that, he grew up in a single-parent household. His father abandoned them, and Winston never wanted to have children for fear of being just like him. During his time away from me, he thought about that a lot. By his actions thus far, he was on track to become his father if he didn’t change his mindset. Change was something he always struggled with, but he wanted to give this parenting thing his best shot. In a way, it was nice to be able to give a child what he didn’t have.
I cannot describe how I relieved I was!! I knew he wouldn’t let me drown. I knew I chose the right sim! We had so much to discuss and do in a short time, but it could wait another day. I just wanted to enjoy being around him again. I did mention I’d have to move to a bigger house. He just said ok. I let it go. That was also a discussion for another day.
