“Jake,” my mother scolded him.
“Go to him. Follow him. Know what love is.”
I was shocked at my father’s words that brought a lump to my throat. He was the last person I ever expected to tell me this, but from the way he backed up to me and laid claim to my mother again by taking her hand and kissing her knuckles, it all made sense.
“If you do anything in life, Anya, find someone who will love you as much as I love your mother.”
I was speechless at his words, but so was my mother. We stood there in the kitchen with tears in my eyes and tears slipping onto her cheeks. She looked at me and then back at my father.
“I won’t support this, but I will support your father.” She placed a hand on his chest and I let out a little laugh at how stubborn she was being.
“Thank you,” I said with the utmost sincerity. “Thank you, both.”
I nodded to them and let myself out of the house. I had managed to get my father to say he approved of me leaving my life behind to follow a man, and I was getting out before anyone could change their minds.
I made my way back to the subway to head home for the final leg of what I needed to do. Pack. I had a plan all set out. I was going to fly out tomorrow morning and have Leah put a majority of my belongings in storage. I just needed to pack a suitcase that could last me until I figured out if Law truly wanted me in Alabama with him.
That was the worst part of this. I was making this huge gesture and I wasn’t even sure if Law would be receptive to it, or if he would think I was insane. Either way, this wasn’t an option anymore. I had to do this. I was doing this.
I was going after the love of my life.
