Damien
I checked my phone when it buzzed for the tenth time. Why was Everly’s lawyer, Mr. Harold, calling me since morning? Couldn’t she leave me in peace for once? In the last six months, I was relieved to get rid of her from our lives. Ryan had just settled down to a normal life when Mr. Harold started bothering me.
What could Everly want now? Why did Everly want Ryan’s custody now when she had neglected him for the last six years?
The phone buzzed again, and this time it was from Everly. I accepted the call in a fit of rage.
“What the hell do you want now, Everly?” I couldn’t be nice anymore. I had given her a chance for Ryan’s sake. But she blew it, choosing money instead. Not that I had less money, but she hardly knew about my family back home in New York City. To her, I was a s
