Mason narrates:

I am on my way to Peyton's house, I say her house, because it is in her name, I consider it somewhat appropriate because she is the mother of my child. It's been two weeks since she's been on bed rest and today, she finally has control and I'll be able to see my son or daughter.

On the other hand, I still haven't heard from Paige, the anguish is killing me, I want to see her, even if it's just for pictures. I don't have her phone number and she send Sarah and Ethan pictures of Simba, I think, of her just the same, but my friends only forward me the ones of Simba.

I have been thinking about looking at her social media, which would just be torturing me with seeing her. the best thing is for me to get on with my life. I still live in our house, I sleep in the bed she used to use, on her side of the bed. Every night I smell her scent in the room less and less, but I cling to her as much as I can. She is the woman I have always dreamed of.

Right now, I am on my way to her h