(Esmee) this is why (Mi's siide)

This is why

Emmet Carried me to my old bedroom in my parents house and lied me down on the still somewhat familiar bed. My parents had not changed my room much from the time I had left when I was 16, they always expected me to return to it after my stay at the hospital but I never had. I stayed in the hospital for nearly two years and when I finally got to leave more to the fact I was too old to stay rather then I made much progress i went in to supported housing for a few months before to there utter surprise and deep concern I moved in with Emmet. It was with him I finally started to make progress and get better. After all of this though my parents still kept my room open for me saying they wanted me to know that I always had a home with them.
“This is why Emmet,” I said gently looking around the room and smiling before breathing in deeply so I could smell the fabric conditioner that mum used on her sheets, it had always been a comforting smell to me.
“what is why?” Emmet asked gently stroking his fingers through my hair

“Why I could never look at my adoption file or even tell you that I was adopted, look at this room and what do you see? I see a home, my home and it is here in this house with my mum and my dad who taught me how to walk and talk and kept a damn height chart of me on their door frame. Hell I even caught my mum trying to make a mark of my height on there a few days ago and i’m twenty seven years old. “ I said laughing “All of this is here with them. For some reason I can’t see my birth mother having a height chart of me on the door frame of her house or have a room all set up for me if I ever wanted to come home.”

“I understand that I really do, I know you love your mum to bits even when you hate her but have you never wanted to know your birth mothers name or what she looked like, why she couldn’t keep you?” Emmet asked gently while he tried to prop my legs up on some cushions at the end of my bed.

“Of course I want to know Emmet but how could I do that to my mum and dad? It’s like saying you weren’t good enough and it isn’t true, they where amazing parents. Yes they made mistakes but what parent hasn’t? I know we have made a few and I am sure we will make a few more before Mia grows old. This is the biggest thank you I can give them Emmet, by not looking at that file I am confirming to them that they are the only parents I could ever want or wish for.” I said before turning my head to the right and seeing my mother standing silently at the door, she had heard everything I had just said