*Emily's POV*
It has been only 3 days since I gave birth and I still cannot stop looking at him. He is precious and the greatest baby. He never cries and he is a spitting image of me. I love him so much but when he grasps my finger with his hand I cannot control when I feel a pang in my heart. I do not understand it. Having a child with Zack is not how I ever pictured it. I feel like we live in separate areas of the house now. He never comes around me and the baby. I always thought he would be a great father but so far, he has not showed me that he does not even want to be a dad. As I begin to feed Tyler, Zack opens the door to the bedroom.
"I have someone I would like you to meet." He says to me as he comes to stand beside me.
A woman comes into the room and comes to shake my
