ELARA’S POV
"You heard it right, I'll take responsibility for the child. But I'm against that marriage," declared the man who entered the office, looking serious as he glanced at me and my mother. He walked towards the hotel manager, who was standing at the side of her table.
"So, you want to take responsibility, but you don't want to marry? What kind of nonsense is that?" My mother interjected with raised eyebrows.
"I will provide for all the child’s needs. That’s what I meant, ma’am."
"I won't agree! You don't get to make demands here!" my mother retorted. "Who do you think you are to dictate what you should or shouldn't do?! My child is the one suffering here, not you!"
"Me? I'm River Jace Sanders, grandson of Alejandro and Minerva Sanders," he arrogantly introduced himself, and my
