Kaelen POV
I saw her. I mistakenly slept with her. I got her pregnant. And now we are married.
Simple as that.
At least, that is what I tell myself when I look in the mirror. That is what I repeat in my head when the guilt creeps up my spine like a cold hand.
I am actually being a gentleman. I am cleaning my own mess. I should be praised.
But no one praises me. Mary glares at me in the kitchen. Henderson looks at me like I am a ticking bomb. And Naomi... Naomi looks at me like I am the monster under her bed.
Fine. Let them judge. I do not need*** approval.
I stand in the hallway, watching Naomi cry on the floor. Her shoulders shake. Her hands cover her face. She does not know I am here yet.
Behind her, through the back door, I see Flynn. The driver. He stands in the rain, watching
