“They’re 5 now though Eric acts like he’s a 40 year old man.” He replies, accidentally giving her more information than he intends. He curses internally, hoping to god that she didn’t notice the name or remember the importance though the thought of her not remembering the significance behind the name bothered him more than he cared to admit. “They’re at school now but I’ll have to pick them up later in the day. They usually hang out here after school and on the weekends since daycare is too expensive so you’ll likely see ‘em. Can’t have people helping me babysit too often.” He adds simply.
He wasn’t really sure how he felt about the whole thought of Caroline meeting the twins if he was being honest. He was starting to get around to not having her in his life and suddenly there was the fact that Caroline would definitely would meet his kids. His heart was at a damn standoff with itself. He was angry at the fact that she would even meet his kids because they were supposed to be theirs. It was supposed to be the two of them against the world but then she just.. left. Then the other part was bursting at the seams imagining the two of them starting over, her being the mother that he had hoped to give the kids soon. That things would work out for them.
Then she apologizes and it’s like a dam breaks in him. “Get out.” It bursts out of him before he could stop it. “Not her, you guys.” He continues, addressing the other bakers in the room. He watches, glaring, calming his breath as he watches the last one scurry out to the front.
“You’re right, Caroline. I don’t care. This-” He starts laughing incessantly, dropping his hold on the whisk. “-’You were an asshole during our relationship’? Were you? I’m sorry, I guess I just got blinded so much by being happy that I didn’t notice what you did wrong. Care to enlighten me? I mean don’t get me wrong, I remember you leaving. That’s pretty easy fucking easy to remember.” He snaps.
Caroline let out a small chuckle. It was shallow and forced. She doesn’t know what hurt more: the fact that he has kids with someone else, or that fact that he used one the names she picked out for their kids. Their would’ve been kids. “I’m sure your kids are great. Eric seems fun to be around,” she tried to joke, “What’s the other kid’s name?” She nonchalantly asked, her eyes and hands still focused on putting all the cut cookies on the tray before taking the sugar to sprinkle over it. “They must be a handful, having twins I mean, not that I’m saying they’re not well-behaved kids.. I just meant it must be handful to you and your wife because you have to take care of twice as much as one kid who are at the same time growing up.”
She jumped in surprised when he told her to get out. But then it immediately became clear as the last baker left the room that he was going to actually talk to her. She didn’t know if she was scared or not. He’s never been completely angry at her before but maybe because she left? He could definitely be pissed at the way things ended - or rather the way she ended things. But she guessed it’s now or never to actually come clean about it.
Her head hung low before she nodded. Tucking her hair behind her ear she looked up at him before speaking. “I meant was, I was an asshole for leaving. It was a shitty thing to do to you. You didn’t deserve it. You’re a great guy and I just, well, I was - am a horrible person for doing that to you. That’s what I’m apologizing for. For leaving.. Anything else, I don’t apologize for.”
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