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    A Mother's Love

    “Aurora, calm down. Mommy will open it for you,” Love saturated my angel’s voice as she spoke to her baby girl. How I longed for her to be our baby girl. For her to be my daughter, too. To have her run to the door everyday wanting to see me. Bella must have told her I was coming, but, of course, I couldn’t read their minds to know for sure. “OK, fine,” Aurora pouted and I laughed again. When Bella finally opened the door Aurora ran into my leg. I picked her up and threw her up into the air, she squealed happily when I caught her again. I didn’t put her down, I just held her to my side and she smiled. When I looked at Bella I was shocked to see something I thought for sure I wouldn’t, at least, not now. There was love in her eyes. And maybe it was wishful thinking, but I could’ve sworn that the love was directed at me. Did she feel the same way? Did she want me the way I wanted her? It didn’t seem possible. But, then again, I didn’t think it was possible for me to fall in love with someone, let alone in one day. And the fact she wasn’t scared of me at all still baffled me. But, I wasn’t complaining, well, kind of, I wanted her to be safe, but I didn’t want to be away from her. But, with the danger magnets her and her daughter seemed to be, it might take my constant presence to keep her safe. I loved her, wanted to be with her, more than anything, and I wanted to be the father of the little girl in my arms and the one in Bella’s. I imagined us a family, Bella as my wife, those little girls calling me daddy. And I knew, as I knew yesterday, that I wouldn’t, couldn’t, walk away. I looked at her eyes again and it was clear, there was love there, and it was directed at me. I looked right back at her allowing my eyes to speak for me, then I saw the shock in her eyes as she saw the love pouring out of mine. “Can we go inside now?” exasperation in Rora’s voice. I laughed and reluctantly broke the stare between Bella and I. “Yes, sweetie we can,” Bella replied as she laughed along with me. “What’s so funny?!” pouted the angel in my arms. That only made us laugh harder. “Fine, put me down!” she yelled. I put her down and she stomped off to the couch. “Sorry, about that,” Bella smiled sheepishly. “No problem,” I smiled back at her. “So, do you want to come in, or stand out there in the hallway?” she laughed. “I think I’ll come in,” I said as she laughed again. She had the most beautiful laugh.

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