Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 212

Because those baby pictures…

God.

Those pictures had wrecked me emotionally.

Tiny newborn Ava wrapped tightly against Lydia’s chest.

asleep with his mouth open.

The twins covered in cake frosting as toddlers.

151 Baby videos.

Laughing clips.

+20 Bonus

Sleeping clips.

Moments I had not earned access to.

And somehow someone had gathered them carefully and delivered them directly to me.

Not maliciously.

Intentionally.

I typed a short reply confirming the meeting before closing the laptop finally.

At that point my exhaustion had become physical.

The past few days alone had emotionally drained me more than most corporate crises ever had.

And honestly?

That realization felt deeply humiliating.

Because apparently becoming emotionally available required significantly more energy than building billion dollar companies.

Wonderful.

I slept hard that night.

The next morning started early.

8 a.m.

I got dressed quickly.

Well.

As quickly as someone in my position realistically could.

Nothing about my life was ever truly random anymore.

Stylists handled most of my wardrobe.

Assistants handled scheduling.

Drivers handled transportation.

Half my life operated like a carefully maintained machine.

So even my “casual” clothes looked aggressively expensive.

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