Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 192

That word hit something uncomfortable inside me.

Because that was exactly what terrified me.

Starting from scratch meant possibility.

Possibility meant attachment. 

Attachment meant risk.

And I had spent six years making sure nobody could emotionally disappoint my children the way I believed Dave disappointed me.

I swallowed slowly.

“You can’t just suddenly appear and emotionally overwhelm them because you feel guilty.”

“I know.”

“They’re stable right now.”

“I know.”

“They trust consistency.”

“I know, Lydia.”

His voice dropped softer.

“That’s exactly why I’m trying.”

God.

I hated this.

Mated that he sounded sincere.

I hated that part of me believed him.

I hated that another part of me wanted to protect my children from ever needing to test whether he truly meant it..

Because what if he failed again?

What if they loved him fully and he disappeared again?

Attachment

I sat there for several minutes staring blankly at nothing while my thoughts fought each other violently.

One part of me wanted to protect the twins from uncertainty entirely.

Another part quietly wondered if I was protecting myself more than them.

That thought annoyed me instantly.

So naturally, instead of processing my emotions like a healthy adult, I called Dr. Sana.

Because if there was one thing I had learned in therapy, it was this:

When your brain starts sounding like five different people arguing inside one room, involve a professional.

She answered after the second ring.

“Well,” she said immediately, amusement already in her voice, “this sharp interruption better be important because technically this is my lunch break.”

I exhaled tiredly.

“Dr. Sana.”