Liam POV
What the hell is wrong with me? Why is nothing that is coming out of my mouth anything helpful in this conversation? Why did I say it like that? It sounded possessive, angry, and god, I don’t even know.
“That’s not what I meant.” I try to explain myself. “I mean, I want to try one day. I want to know if Theo can have siblings because I-“ I never had siblings. My father practically died of a broken heart when he found out what my mother did for me. There was no way he was ever moving on.
“Why am I here, Liam?” My feisty little Freya crosses her arms on her chest.
“Because I care for you.” What was angry suddenly turns into surprise. There, I f*****g said it. It took a toll on me, but it’s out there. I care for her, alright.
“No, Liam. I mean what am I doing here instead of
