Dinner's Around 6 | Amelia, Mark, Harry, Lola & Dylan
I swear Lola’s grown every time I see her and she looks more and more like me everyday. It’s crazy because I thought she looked like me so much already. I thought, I’d regret having Lola and having her in my life because I thought every time I saw her, I’d see my attackers… I’m proud to say that all I see when I look into that little girl’s eyes is me. It breaks my heart knowing that I put her in danger while I was carrying her. I stopped what I could when I found out though but still, she could’ve been so wounded yet she came out perfect. She’s a perfect little girl and she’s going to have a perfect life. I made the best decision by letting Amelia raise her. She’s always so happy and healthy when I see her (which is really like every other day to be honest.)
I just came from shopping with Amber and Morgan. While I was there, I got a few more things for Lola. It just hit me, buying clothes for her, how much she’s grown. Lola will be 11 months in a couple of days. I’ll be 18 at the end of the month… It’s crazy how fast life has flew by.
I pull up on front of Amelia’s, park, turn off he car and grab a few bags out of the back for Lola then I head towards the door. I look at my watch and its 6:20. I’m not too late nor too early. I knock on the door and I wait.















