"JAYDA!" after we got back from Headquarters we did groceries. "I bought something for you." My wife still said happily.
The mother and daughter left the room. "Roselle, you're already there. Can I leave Zee with you first?"
"Where are you going?"
"I have a job application at the grocery store."
"Why?"
"To provide for my son Zee."
"But why? Zayn and I are here to take care of Zee and of course you too."
"It's embarrassing for you."
"Now you're still embarrassed don't go any further then we'll talk about Zee." My wife looks at me.
"About Zee? Why?"
"Yes, you probably know about Grandma Susana's last will. Zee is the one they thought was Zayn's child and on his birth certificate I will be the mommy."
Jayda looked at me softly it looked like we would have a hard time letting h
