Marked As Theirs
Chapter 17
Veronica's POV
A cry woke me.
I opened my eyes to the dim morning light seeping in from the half-drawn curtains. I turned to the right instinctively to see Zayn crying, his little hands into fists.
I pushed the blanket off my body and sat up, squinting my eyes a little.
“Hey, hey…” I whispered, and reached for him.“Mama’s here.”
The cot was just a step away from my bed. It was always within reach, and I liked it that way, having him close.
I’d moved his cot into my room after that one night he choked a little in his sleep and my heart nearly jumped out of my body. I’d been paranoid since.
His cry reduced when I cradled him close to my
chest.
“You’re hungry, huh?” I murmured. “Let’s get you cleaned up first.”
I yawned and walked us into the en-suite
