EVELYN
I can’t deal with this.
The tears kept rolling down my cheeks, and I kept wiping and wiping and f*****g wiping. Arthur stood several inches away from where I stood with my–our son in his arms, holding him like he never even left in the first place.
They were so familiar. He pulled away and looked into Toby’s eyes and smirked, tickling him. Toby wiggled aggressively in his arms, hiding his head in the crook of his father’s neck.
Arthur’s gaze slid to me, and I quickly turned away, clearing my throat and massaging my cheeks that wouldn’t stop spreading with a smile.
I was still doing that when Toby crashed into me. I staggered backwards, laughing softly at how excited he seemed.
“It’s daddy, mommy. He’s daddy.” Toby repeated in excitement.
“Yes. Yes my love, it’s daddy.” I cro
