Robert’s POV
The awkward silence is becoming intense. Almara hasn’t said a word since she’s gotten in the car, even the baby seems to taking a dislike to me.
“Sorry I don’t have a car seat for her, I wasn’t really . . .expecting there to be a baby.” I say trying to listen the mood, which my comment does anything but that. Almara pulls her daughter protectively close to her chest.
“She’s fine right here.” Almara remarks. I let out a huff of hot air and have to bite my tongue. I’m starting to think searching for Almara was a mistake. Maybe I should’ve let her be along with my prideful brother. Where is he anyways?
I debate about asking, I assume they got into a fight and that’s why he’s not with her. It wouldn’t surprise me if he decided he wanted to back out of the whole being a dad t
