NovelEnglishChapter 562 Was there still tfor Steven to learn how to love and care for someone? If Annalise saw he was a changed man, would she give him another chance? After all, Annalise and Steven had a child together. The more Steven thought about it, the more uncertain he became.
That afternoon, it was tfor the kindergarten event. We arrived at the auditorium right on schedule.
Zane and I sat in the front row.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBehind me, Suzy leaned forward nervously and whispered in my ear, "This is my first tsitting so close to the front." too," I replied with a smile.
Suzy looked surprised. "Aren't you nervous at all?" I blinked at her in confusion. "Nervous about what? I'm just focused on capturing Willow in the best way possible. That's all I've been thinking about." Suzy suddenly remembered the event's purpose. "Have you figured out how you're going to do it yet?" I shook my head and responded, "Nope. I'm still trying to figure it out." "Yeah. It's my first tfilming Penelope. What a meaningful occasion. I should give it sthought as well." With that, Suzy leaned back into her seat.
I pulled my camera out of my bag and began adjusting the settings. Carefully, I tweaked everything until I was satisfied that it would clearly capture the scene before me. Only then did I set it down. Willow emerged, looking adorable in her pretty little dress. She took center stage, microphone in hand, her voice clear and enchanting.
As I watched her, I was suddenly Cher, transported back to our first meeting. Back then, she was just a shy little girl, hiding behind Zane and stealing glances at me. She didn't dare utter a single word the entire time.
When I visited the Huxham residence, she would only interact withhesitantly.
But now, there she stood, poised and confident, delivering her opening lines with grace.
My heart swelled with pride and joy. This was my daughter-it was truly amazing to see how far she had come.
"You'll tire yourself out holding that camera," Zane said, noticing I hadn't asked for help. "Lettake over." I turned to meet his gaze, and without a word, he gently took the camera from me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI couldn't help but smile. I realized this was what it felt like to be truly loved-someone who noticed even the smallest things, worried I might overexert myself, and stepped in to share the load.
There were people who didn't care about me, like Steven.
I remember when I took Zachary out, and Steven was right beside me. I was struggling to carry our child, who weighed several dozen pounds. My arms were aching unbearably, and I wanted to hand the baby to Steven. However, he jeered, "How tiring can it be to carry a child? I've never seen anyone else complain about carrying their kid. Are you the only one who finds it difficult? You're being tic." Then, Steven stormed off, leaving
I shift my gaze forward, lost in thought.
The sad truth was that I didn't understand what love was back then
or what it wasn't. When things happened, I only knew how to find fault with myself. It never occurred to It Ye howto consider whether Steven's behavior was also problematic.
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