"Dada." I looked down and saw Leon on his one-piece dinosaur pajamas raising his arms asking me to carry him.
He doesn't want to get carried the first time he knew how to walk without support and now, he wanted to be carried around and doesn't want to walk again.
I carried him and he giggled as he wrapped his short arms around my neck so tight.
"Dada." He said and I looked at him.
His features got everything from me except for his eyes. It was the same cold blue eyes from that bastard. I couldn't help remembering those things when I saw these eyes.
"Are you looking for dada?" I asked. He both calls us dada and Andrew was so fond of him and so was Leon to Andrew.
I walked to where Andrew was and I saw him and Matt, a hunter, washing their cars outside the packhouse. They were both sh
