“N-no?”
He shakes his head.
“For every man there’s only one exception. And
you, Erin, you’re mine.”
Patrick
Erin remains speechless. Maybe I exaggerated a
bit, but come on, I’m Patrick and that’s how I do
things.
And yes, all right, I didn’t ask for her opinion
but to tell the truth, I did not want to waste a
second. I want her and Lily here with me every
day to bring in light, color, sound and love.
Because these women are my whole life now.
“Erin O’Neill, you’ve known me for a while
now and you know that, well, I was an asshole and
an idiot for thirty years, until you looked at me and
extended your hand, pulling me out of the
emptiness of my life which did not have any
meaning before you came along. Now I feel that
everything is in the right place, and we, together,
are right and that this is our future. We are a
family.”
“Patrick—”
“I want this life with you, with both of you and
I want it right now, I don’t want to wait another
second.”
“Patrick.” She gets up and lets go of my hands.
“You don’t need to do all of this for us. It isn’t
necessary. You don’t have to do this because Lily’s
here now and you feel like you’re responsible.”
