Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 208

Honestly?

Fair enough.

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Honesty

Dave POV

The questions started almost immediately after I finished talking.

Not dramatic questions..

Not emotional movie scene questions.

Just children questions.

Which somehow felt worse.

Because children asked things directly. No filters. No softening.

And these two?

God.

These two were terrifyingly observant.

Eli shifted properly now, sitting upright.

“You made mum cry a lot?”

I swallowed.

“Yes.”

He looked down immediately after that.

Not angry.

Not dramatic.

Which somehow hurt more.

Then Ava asked the question I had been dreading since this conversation started.

“Did you not want us?”

God.

There it was.

Straight to the chest.

I sat up immediately.

“No.”

Too fast.

Too sharp.

Both of them looked at me.

“I mean yes,” I corrected quickly. “No, wait- God, okay, listen to me carefully.”

I dragged a hand over my face once before trying again slower.

When your mum told me she was pregnant, I got scared.”

Eli frowned.

“Of babies?”

“Of responsibility,” I admitted quietly. “Of becoming somebody’s father. Of changing my life. I thought I was not ready.”

Ava stared at me carefully now.

“But that wasn’t our fault.”

“No,” I said immediately. “It was never your fault.”

The firmness in my voice made both of them go still slightly.

I leaned forward now, elbows resting against my knees.

“You need to understand something very important, okay? Adults can make terrible decisions because of fear. But when adults do that, it is still the adult’s fault. Not the child’s.”

Neither of them interrupted.

“So when I left,” I continued quietly, “that happened because I was immature and selfish. Not because there was something wrong with you.”

Ava’s expression softened slightly at that.

Eli however narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

“So why come back now?”

Fair question.

Very fair question.

I exhaled slowly.

“Because I found out what I lost.”

The room stayed quiet again.

I looked between them carefully.

“You both already had a whole life before I came back. You had birthdays. Friends. Swimming classes. Inside jokes. Habits. Favourite foods. You already knew how your mum takes her coffee.”

Eli pointed immediately.

“She doesn’t take sugar.”

“Exactly.”

“You put too much syrup in pancakes.”

“Correct,”

“You hate mushrooms.”

They’re disgusting.”

Ava sighed deeply.

“They are not disgusting.”

“They taste emotionally aggressive.’

That made Eli laugh suddenly.

Ava looked offended.

And somehow the tension loosened slightly after that.

Just slightly.

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