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Freya had assumed Leo would have been as happy that Jon was his father as she was. In her mind she had imagined a perfect scenario where they would all be a happy family, a complete family with a father and no worries of where the next meal would come from or the cold at night or the lack of money. It was an idealistic and very optimistic dream but one that she still held out hope would come true. She felt that dream waver and threaten to slip away, however, as it became apparent that Leo was not over the moon about the fact he was the only son of Mr. Abbott. <p>
Her brow furrowed in confusion at his unanticipated reaction, her lip trembling as his anger became more and more apparent. She visibly flinched as the word was uttered. She didn't like the word 'stupid'. She had been called it many times in various situations in her life or the equivalent to it and it hurt to hear her own son, her only
son use it. As he continued, she gradually broke down into choking sobs. The way he was saying it she felt like she had failed him, failed all her children. She very rarely ever looked back retrospectively at her behavior but when she did and was forced to see the problems she had caused for herself and them. <p>
The more he said, the more she sobbed; she wished he would have been happy to know and happy to accept Jon as his father. Instead he was making her feel the shame she ought to have felt all along by simply telling the truth and yet in her head it was not so simple. Jon had his reasons why he hadn't married her, now she wasn't altogether sure of what those were but now that she had made peace with him she could not do anything but trust him. If she did not trust him then she had nothing; no hope, nothing to look forward to and no happiness. She had
to trust him.<p>
She only cried harder when Leo renounced Jon as his father; she wanted her Leo to love his father, the father she was sure was proud of him and loved him even if he had missed his childhood. "But I love him,"
she managed to say through hiccups and tears. "And..."
she stopped to fight through her sobs, "he l-l-loves y-you!"
She resumed her sobbing, wiping at her eyes with her sleeves to little effect. "You're... s-s-so like him..."
she stuttered, a wobbly smile of fondness attempted for him.
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