“If I slept with Ian and got pregnant, you never would have wanted me. You or Derek wouldn’t have wanted to be with someone with a child with someone else.” I told him, looking him dead in the eyes.
“Baby, you don’t know that?”
“I know that and you both just expect me to forgive you for everything that you’ve done. And I have no one! I didn’t know that witches could get pregnant anytime. I’m a freak, a mistake that no one wanted. My own family didn’t want me. Just fucken leave.” I told him.
“Baby, please?”
“Just leave. I’m done.” After opening my book, I started reading again. I needed to figure out how to get the f**k out of here. He stood up, leaning down as he kissed my forehead.
“I’ll be in the dining room if you need me. I love you.” He mumbled against my forehead. And then he le
