Pete wanted to continue comforting me, but I stopped him. "Pete, I'm going back home."
He stood frozen in shock, his expression frozen. It took him a moment to process before he forced a smile. "Ari, you said you never wanted to go back."
Three years ago, he had flown back to bring me home. At the airport, Nicholas was as fragile as the pills scattered on the ground, and my memories felt shattered too.
Each fragment was painful. On the plane, I told him, "I never want to come back." I never wanted to see Nicholas like that again.
I shook my head. "I have to go back for Tabitha. She needs an environment that suits her better."
"I-I can help you find one! If it doesn't work, we can start our own kindergarten, only accepting kids from our country. I'll find the best teachers for Tabitha and have a doctor on-site at all times—"
"There's no need for that, Pete."
I understood why he was so good to Tabitha—it was because he cared for me. But we had missed our chance.
Although we were divorced, I had a child with Nicholas now. My focus was solely on Tabitha. I couldn't bring myself to care about anything else. This trip back had nothing to do with Nicholas.
Pete's facial muscles twitched involuntarily. For a moment, he almost couldn't hide the sadness that was creeping onto his face. His hand, buried deep in his pocket, clenched tightly.
It took him a long while to find his voice again. "Alright. Wherever you go, I'll go with you."
The atmosphere grew heavy, and I forced a lighthearted laugh. "Come on. How can you accompany me? You've only been in charge of the group for less than two years.
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