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Cooking always had a way of bringing me a sense of purpose and once I got back, it was the activity I indulged the most, since Christie usually helped as much as she could and Clara didn’t have enough reasons to stop me from doing it.
It just made me happy to still be able to think that I could take care of my family in this little way. That I wasn’t a complete disappointment to them and I wasn’t failing them all round too,
And so I took it very personally especially lately. I made breakfast, lunch and dinner. I even made extras whenever I could, Desserts, snacks and the rest. Just being in the kitchen kept me happy and it kept me busy and so I indulged it as much as I could.
“No you gotta do it like this Simon.” I heard Jessy’s voice come from her slightly opened door and it warned my heart the way it always did.
After I had been found, Emilia had insisted on leaving the house. She said she no longer felt needed and felt like she was imposing on the family with her presence. No matter how much Greyson and I tried to convince her otherwise, it had only proved futile.
She said that since she wasn’t a maid here anymore, she wanted to build a life outside of these walls and just find some sense of purpose with her life once more.
. I understood her a lot, in everything that had happened, Emilia had also lost a lot and at a point she had almost lost her life
too so it was fine that she was still trying to heal and move on from it all.
She still visited the house very often to see Simon who had definitely become a part of our family and I was most thankful to the maid for helping them find me.
“Hi mommy!” Jessy called out the moment she noticed me standing by the doorway.
I moved completely into the room and settled beside the children, offering them both a smile.
“Hi honey. What are you both up to?” I asked even when I could see clearly what they were doing.
“We drawing bunnies, but Simon is making the eaws small.”
I laughed at that. There were just some things that would never change. Like Jessy’s love for big bunny ears and that was very comforting. Greyson had of course fueled her bunny love by getting her lots of different bunny toys and had even gone ahead to promise the four years old a real bunny.
I wasn’t looking forward to that happening because that would just be a lot of mess and I was very worried that Jessy would insist on taking the bunny everywhere she went, including school.
“Well, it’s his bunny honey. Don’t you think he gets to make the ears the size he wants them?” I asked, trying to reason with my child.
“B–but bunny eaws have to be big.” She insisted.
I was about to tell her to let her friend be but he spoke before I could.
“It’s okay. I can make it big. I’ll just add it like this.” The boy said, making bigger ears over the smaller ones he had initially drawn.
“See” He said to Jessy and she beamed happily at the new ears.
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I didn’t want Jessy to think that she could always get what she wanted in that manner or dictate what other people got to do and so I let her know that Simon could draw however he wished to.
But it was nice to see how Simon treated Jessy with so much care and gentleness. He acted like a big brother to her and always did the most to make sure she was happy, satisfied and comfortable.
Jessy never came home from school with a scratch or unhappy and I knew that Simon had a big hand in that. It was so pleasing to see and it made me really happy.
I watched them draw for another five minutes before placing kisses on their heads and leaving the room to the master’s bedroom where I settled on the bed afterwards.
Greyson was out, taking care of some things but he had promised that he would be home for dinner.
I loved the man so much but I was really scared for our relationship. It just truly felt like love wasn’t enough anymore.
I couldn’t tell what it was but I knew that we were both drifting apart every single day but neither of us wanted to address it.
I hated how gentle he had become with me. It had been a huge fight with him when I insisted on cooking so much and it had taken Clara reassuring him that I would be fine before he eventually let me do it.
I knew that he was still scared about everything that had happened and that he was being cautious but he just didn’t realize that I couldn’t move on if he didn’t.
