Marked As Theirs
Chapter 35
Veronica's POV
It was Saturday.
And if I stayed a minute longer, I might run mad.
Well, not literally.
I just wanted to get out and do what I…we planned.
Zayn was babbling as Layla rocked him when I entered the living room. “Mama.”
“Hey, baby,” I whispered, walking up to take him from Layla. “Mama’s here.”
He grinned with all six of his teeth like the world made sense now that he was in my arms. Then, he pulled at my already perfectly-combed hair and I groaned, pouting my lips. “You're hurting your mama, boy. That's not how it works.”
He giggled and left my hair for my cheeks. “Dada…Mama.”
My heart stopped.
Dada.
When Zayn clocked 12 months, he'd been babbling words, but never had he mentioned the word, “Dada.”
At first, I thought, “He knows h
