“Can’t you just forgive Daddy?” Ken asked when my phone went dead.
Ellis didn’t even give me a chance to respond. He was just coming over and not giving me a choice.
I sighed and glanced at my son. He had his arms crossed and was glaring at me with a little scowl. It was more adorable than angry, but I hid my smile.
“I’m not mad at him,” I told Ken.
“Then why did we move away from him?” Ken asked, a small whine in his voice.
“We’re just giving him some space,” I explained. I wasn’t sure if he really understood what that meant.
Sighing, I headed over to the bed and sat down beside Ken. I placed my hand on his shoulder.
“Daddy is so nice. He always gives me whatever I want and he loves us both. He says he wants you to be happy all the time. He wants us to be a family. Isn’t tha
