You’d settled on going to Hollywood Studios, knowing there wasn’t many rides to queue for but plenty of characters for your daughter to meet. You were under strict instruction from your daughter that you desperately needed to get to the parks so she could meet as many characters as possible. It was the early afternoon when you’d finally made it to Disney World and checked in at the on-site hotel. Even the plane ride felt like it took hours longer than it actually did, and although you were sat on your own across the aisle from your family your gaze never left Olivia and Chris as they rambled on about Disney together, Olivia’s soft giggles filling your ears as she ate the lunch Chris had prepared for her. The ride to the airport was quiet, the only sound being the soft tunes from the radio and the occasional rambling from Olivia about everything she wanted to do when they finally arrived in Disney. “I know…” You sighed, silence falling over you both as Chris joined you both in the car. “He what?” You could sense the surprise in Scott’s tone, he almost seemed as surprised as you were. “I wouldn’t exactly say we’ve talked.” You once again shrugged, climbing into the back of the car to sit beside your daughter. You shrugged in reply, glancing over to make sure Chris was still in the house. “Have you guys talked yet?” Scott questioned as he set your daughter into her car seat, helping her get comfortable before strapping her in. Scott carried the small girl out to the car, you following close behind with your bag in hand, leaving Chris to ensure everything was in the car before locking up. “Let’s go then!” Chris’s mood seemed to change around his overexcited daughter, and you was truly grateful that, although the situation, you could both try and make this as normal as possible for your daughter whatever this new normal was. “Ouch! My ears.” He grumbled, a small smile on his lips. “Mickey Mouse!” The young girl screamed, making Scott wince in pain. “Gonna go see Mickey Mouse?” You tried to up your energy, pushing all other thoughts to the back of your mind. “Disney World, mama!” She squealed at you, her laughter softening the tension in the room. “Are we ready to go?” Scott broke the silence, your daughter clinging to his back with a giant grin on her face. You both stopped and just gazed at each other, both your facial features seemed to be void of any expression. “Okay…” You let out a shaky breath, part of you was glad he’d finally signed the papers… but another part of you wanted to question the previous night. You didn’t know what to say, you were simply in shock that he’d just so simply agreed to sign the papers – you didn’t think it was going to be that easy. “Well, as you said… separated months ago, why keep holding on?” He turned to look at you, he looked tired… his normally bright eyes were dull dark even. “Wait- what?” You blinked in surprise, your mouth falling open as you were left speechless. “I’ve signed the papers if that’s what you’re about to ask.” His voice was cheerless nothing like you’d expect just hours before you were due to arrive at one of his favourite places Walt Disney World. You almost had to laugh as he cut the sandwiches into Mickey Mouse heads. It warmed your heart to watch the man make his daughters sandwiches, her favourite filling of ham and cheese. “Oh… there you are.” You sighed, glancing at Chris who was packing a few snacks for Olivia into her backpack. You ensured you had everything before you retreated back to the kitchen, dumping your bag in the hallway as you went. You quickly separated some of your clothes and shoved them into your backpack, not that you needed much considering you were only away for two nights. “Shit! I forgot that was today.” You shouted over your shoulder, dashing back to the guest room you’d claimed as yours for the few days. We’re leaving in about an hour.” He reminded you. “Uhm, I believe he was out putting bags in the car. “Hey Scott, have you seen Chris?” You approached the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water before turning to the male. The next morning was… strange? It was as if the tables had turned.Ĭhris was no where in sight, as if he was avoiding you… wasn’t you meant to be the one avoiding him?
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