DATU’S POV
This battle has gone on long enough, and I’m desperate to end it. Rodrigo will pay for the damage he has caused me.
“I want my mommy,” the little boy sitting across the room from me cried out, and I turned to him.
“You want your mommy, right?” I asked, and he promptly nodded his head and wiped his tear-stained face with the back of his hand.
I dialed Rodrigo’s number and put the phone to his ear, “talk to your daddy and tell him to come get you,” I whispered.
“Da…ddy come get me,” his croaky baby voice cried out immediately the person on the other end picked up the call and Rodrigo’s voice flooded the phone.
“Arcane baby is that you, do not worry daddy is coming to get you,” Rodrigo said frantically into the phone, and I snatched it from Arcane.
“Rodrigo, what took yo
