What if. Why was life filled with so many “What If’s”? What did it always have to be like that? Would he have been happier if things were different. Perhaps Jordan would never know the answer to that. But standing there, in Jezebel’s arms it was as if everything else was out of his mind. He wasn’t thinking about all of the other responsibilities he had in his life. Because for a mere second, for the time that he was holding her - all Jordan could remember was being that 17-year-old boy who would have done anything for Jezebel Sloane. Who would have raised a child with her and would have never regretted it for a second. But that’s now how life was and that wasn’t how their life turned out. They both went on their own path years ago, but now here they were, mourning a child that they could have had together. Hell, Mourning a life they could have had together.
The pain that Jordan felt knowing this truth - Jezebel’s truth didn’t compare to the one he felt earlier. Because before, it was a pain of feeling as if the girl he loved never loved him. And now, it was a feeling of regret over what he did to her alongside the additional pain she had been through by herself. Jordan looked into her eyes, tears streaming from both of their faces as she spoke. Jordan brought his hand to her cheek, wiping her tears as she spoke. “Hey…shh. We can’t change the past Jezebel and you didn’t do anything wrong, don’t be sorry,” he whispered. “I’m sorry. God, I’m so… so sorry for being an idiot. I’m sorry for not believing my gut when I knew there had to be more to the story because even after everything, I do know you, Jezebel. And I know you would never intentionally try to hurt me which is why I felt as if my walls were falling apart when I thought that you had made a decision to get rid of the baby without telling me.” A sigh left his lips as he closed his eyes, leaning against her forehead. “I know that now Jez… but no matter what, you could have always told me anything…” A soft sigh left his lips as he finally opened his eyes. There was this feeling… this bubble that he found himself in sucked into a time warp where everything else in the world didn’t matter. All he cared about was this moment, being there. So when he opened his eyes and met her own, he couldn’t… he wasn’t thinking as he slowly brought his lips to her own, tasting her for the first time in 10 years. And that feeling… it was euphoric. It was as if the two were still children who were ready to take on the world together. His first love… and he couldn’t help himself because part of him would always love her… and perhaps that’s why he let his mind push away his other thoughts, his other responsibilities, and just found himself in this moment.
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