~ Evie ~
Donald's finally asleep in my arms, tiny and perfect, but I can't relax. Jack's pacing back and forth, his phone glued to his ear, talking fast to our lawyer. "Yeah, yeah, he just walked right in," he's saying. "No warning, no nothing. Who let him past security? This place has guards, right? We need answers now."
I shift a little on the bed, wincing because everything down there still hurts from pushing out this little guy. Jack hangs up and turns to me, his face all tight and angry. "Lawyer's on it. He's filing a petition against the hospital first thing. We gotta know if the records are messed up. Like, can Marcus actually slap his name on the birth certificate? Did he already alter stuff? This is bullshit."
I nod, but my mind's spinning. "Jack, how deep does this go? Who ins
