The next day, for the first time in two years, Logan drove down a certain street. He knocked on the door of his old house. His heart breaking slowly as he did so.
The door opened slowly to reveal Alex. Her hair in a messy bun at the base of her neck and her black skinny jeans hugging her hips painfully seductively.
"Oh Logan, hi." she smiled. The twinkle that used to be so prominent in her blue orbs was gone.
"Hi Al...ex." he corrected himself.
"Who's he mum?" Lily ran up and jumped into her mother's arms. Alex laughed and the little girl giggled.
Alex attached the girl to the her hip and her old t-shirt rode up a little.
"Lily, this is Logan." Alex looked at Lily, nudging her nose on the little girls cheek. "Say hello." She scratched her nose and waved her tiny hand in Logan's direction.
"Hi Lily." he crinkled his nose adorably as he talked to the one year old.
"Mummy, is he the one in the photo? The one you sometimes cry over?" Lily asked, oblivious to her mother's past.
Alex laughed and shook her head. She looked at her ex. "Do you two want to go to the cafe round the corner?"
Lily nodded her head vigorously. And Alex locked the door behind her.
