RAYMOND POV
“Disappeared… this deadbeat… that’s me…God.”
Raymond sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Bella as she slept. Her little face was still wet with tears, her lips moving slightly as she whispered, “Mom… I’m sorry…” over and over again.
His chest tightened. She had cried herself to sleep, not even understanding all Ava words, but she’s just pained seeing her mum lash out badly.
He reached out, brushing her messy curls from her forehead. She looked so small, so fragile. And yet, she held so much love for him. More than he probably deserved.
His mind kept replaying Ava’s words.
“Disappeared when she was forming in my stomach…”
He squeezed his eyes shut. No. That couldn’t be true. If it was, then…
His heart started pounding as he did the math in his head. Bella is now 9…10,
