*Jim*
Amelia is quiet. I pushed too far. If I’m being completely honest, I don’t think about another kid that often. Something about not having someone to leave this place to that breaks me, though. Maybe it’s because things were so bad with Ava, and I know if I leave it to her, she’ll sell it. I shouldn’t have brought it up.
“I’m sorry,” I tell her softly as she peels potatoes.
“What?” she says, blinking up at me. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even hear me.
“I’m sorry,” I say again. “I shouldn’t have brought it up.”
She shrugs. “It’s fine.”
I sigh. It’s not fine. “It’s not a deal breaker for me. If you really don’t want kids, it’s fine. I worry you’re afraid to, and you’ll miss out because of it.”
“It’s fine,” she says again softly. However, I can tell
