Bella pov
"Jennifer called me," I said coldly. "I know about your threats."
"They weren't threats." He finally looked at me, his grey eyes pleading. "They were options. I don't want to take you to court, Bella. I don't want to fight you. I just want a chance to know my son."
"You should have thought about that years ago."
"I think about it every day." His voice broke slightly. "Every single day, I think about what I lost. What I threw away. And now that I know he exists, now that I've seen him, I can't just walk away. Please don't ask me to."
"I'm not asking," I said. "I'm telling you. Stay away from us."
"Mommy!" Tom's voice rang out across the lobby, and before I could stop him, he was running toward us, the stuffed penguin clutched in his arms. Maya tried to grab him, but he was
