"You have no right to mention our son. You don't even deserve to call yourself his father. I'll never let him know you're his father."
Tears tracked down his face, his eyes swirling with crippling regret.
Haydee ran wailing straight to him, sobbing, "Darren! What am I supposed to do now? What do you expect me and this baby to do?!"
She clutched at her stomach, shaking so hard she didn't know where to put her hands. She was still so young, after all, and had never been through anything this catastrophic. She had no idea Darren was already drowning in his own trouble and couldn't spare a single thought for her.
All Darren could say to her was, "Take care of yourself the best you can."
"She can't just 'take care of herself'!" Elena cut in, snapping their tense little moment clean in half
