"She's leaving me." Those were the first words I heard as I walked into Gavin's home, everything was upturned, pictures lay broken on the floor, a hurricane had literally swept through the house, luckily Harry wasn't here to see this, he had gone on a trip with my son, they would be back in a week. "Gavin, what happened?!" I quickly rushed toward him, not caring at all about the broken glass.

"Ceres, she's leaving me." He stated again as he chugged down more alcohol, tears burning his eyes, he was a mess. "What happened, why is she leaving, —what exactly did Samira say?" I demanded and he just kept on drinking. "She said nothing Ceres, she isn't happy with our lives, she's not happy with me, so she she's leaving me, she doesn't want Harry, she just wants—" He broke down again and all I could do was hold him as he cried, my best friend was broken.

"I don't know what I did wrong Ceres, I don't —." He cried and I didn't know what to do, I knew Gavin and Samira were having problems but I never thought she would leave, and it was pretty obvious that Gavin had fought, I knew how he could be, he wouldn't have let her leave without a fight to keep her in their home. "She's fallen for another man, he came here and we fought, —she left." He choked out and all the anger I felt rose to the surface, —yet even if I was angry, I chose to stay by Gavin's side, he was my priority not her, not right now.

"It's going to be okay love, I promise, I'm here for you." I comforted him as I took the bottle of alcohol away and just held him as he cried until he knocked out, I had no idea how to fix everything and I wasn't going to try but what I was certain about, —was that I was going to be there for Gavin and Harry, they needed me.

Ceres Beau.

Walking into a hospital wasn't a great experience, there was always an anxious feeling that overcame me, a certain fear about what I would see or experience, I wasn't good with experiencing pain on others or myself whether it was minor or not, I just couldn't handle it all that well, so hospitals made me uneasy but despite my reservation for them, I had come to the hospital that had called me, I knew who wanted to see me after I received a call again from someone specific, Samira, Gavin's ex wife.

I wondered what she wanted and by the fact that she couldn't say it over the phone, I knew it was something important, so I had to see her. She, after her divorce from Gavin, had become distant, she was living her life, —what made me so removed from her was her lack of attention for her son, as if she didn't care that Harry existed whereas she was his mother, it's why I always tried to step up for Harry, show and give him the love that he deserved despite not being my son, it had bothered not just Gavin, but Drake at one point, even Klein had asked why I cared about Harry so much and so I told him the truth.

Harry needed love, and if I was capable of being there and giving him that love, why shouldn't I, —I guess that's what really propelled my son into being Harry's best friend, and now they were inseparable, like twin brothers, you can never find one without the other, it was impossible. I made my way to the third floor reception area, where a bubbly nurse was busy at work. "Hello, uhm, —Ceres Beau, I'm here for Samira Wilker." I told her and she nodded. "She's been waiting for you —wouldn't allow anyone to administer her medication until she talked to you, —room 383." The lovely red head nurse explained and I wondered what was so important that Samira would go through all this, and the major question was also, how and why was she in hospital again.

"Samira, —your visitor is here." The nurse who had accompanied me to her room announced as we walked in and I tried my hardest to hold in my shock, the woman I was facing looked nothing like how I knew her to be. "Samira." I lowly whispered and she turned to face me with a sad smile and patted the side of her bed gently. "I'll give you an hour." The nurse muttered before leaving and I nodded toward her. "Samira what—happened?" I questioned as she sighed, her shaved head and hollow eyes did nothing to make the growing anxious pit in my stomach go away.

"I thought I had beaten it Ceres, thought I had a few more years or at least a year or two but I was wrong, —a few months back I noticed it and immediately started treatment but it was more aggressive, every time I pushed back it came back harder and eventually I got tired." She whispered and I couldn't help feel the tears burn my eyes, I might've been cold toward this woman but she was suffering and my heart, it broke. "I'm so sorry." I stated and she shook her head in refusal. "No, —I'm the one that's sorry, Ceres I gave you a burden that was never yours, I had you to clean up my mess when you were dealing with your own problems and I am so sorry, —I will always be sorry." She mumbled with a slight groan and I held her hand in reassurance.

"Please Samira, —I would always take care of them." I told her knowing very well what she meant and she smiled. "I know that, —its why even now, when I have two months left, I can be sure that my son will be okay, that Gavin will be okay, —they're in good hands, —I have so many regrets over Harry, —I wish I was a better mother for him, a better parent but I couldn't be, I was selfish and —." She couldn't finish as a coughing fit overcame her and I quickly got her wipes, she coughed blood on them until the fit stopped and I immediately handed her more wipes and water.

"Samira, —its okay, you —you don't have to talk." I accosted but she refused. "You need to hear this, and I need you to do this for me." She asserted after she calmed down. "I may never get the chance, and Gavin, we both know he can't handle seeing me like this, so I just called him to ask that he move on with his life, stop hoping that I'll come back because I'm not and that he should find love again, and take care of Harry, —its why I called you here, so you make sure my boys are okay and that Harry grows up to be a good man, I'm so sorry to put this burden on you but I can't trust anyone with Harry, —my family, they would only ruin his future, so I need you to carry that burden, I've already had Gavin take full custody of our son but if anything should happen, Harry is yours and no one else's." She explained and all I could do was nod in tears, these were her last wishes, she knew she was going.

"I promise, I'll take good care of them." I told her and she smiled with a nod. "Ceres, I've always known that despite his love for me, Gavin has always had a greater love for you, he tries hard to hide it but it's there, and at times its hard for him to express it because he thinks he'll lose you, —Ceres I don't know if you feel the same but I know you'll be there for him and maybe not now, whenever you come together know that he loves you and don't you deny yourself his love, or yourself to give that love, —you hear me." She ordered and I was speechless, Gavin couldn't possibly have feelings for me like that. "I know it's a lot, —but you'll know when the time comes." She added and I nodded trying to reel from all she had told me.

"He loves you, more than anything in this world, he didn't look at me the way he does you, for a long time I was bitter about it but I know he loved me, just not the same." She whispered as her breathing evened out and I just sat there, unable to completely process. "Don't dwell on it now, but please you need to atleast say something to Harry." I told her and she nodded with a bit more energy. "I can't have him come here, it would break his heart, but rather let's take a video, that way he'll know it's me." She stated and I nodded, I immediately grabbed my bag and took my phone, I pressed the nurse's station button and in the seconds that passed a nurse had come. "We need your help making a video for her son." I told her and the nurse seemed to understand, I could see it in her eyes, this wasn't the first time.

After making the video with Samira our hour together came to an end, seeing her like that, hearing her words and just sitting next to her like that had changed me, something significant inside me had been moved, the sun was setting and a cold breeze nipped at my skin, as I typed on my phone trying to order an uber but a car parked by the driveway, I recognized it because it was mine and Gavin was the one driving it, he got out looking as hot and sexy as only he could, rich mocha skin glistening in the setting sun, a slight beard by his jaw, tempting. "Hey beautiful." He whispered and I didn't have the words to say back, so I just hugged him and cried, I couldn't be strong around him, he was the strong one for me. "Come, on, let's go home."

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