Yara POV
Imit was wired to reconcile with my mother and Lydia. Thing wore different, but it was nice to see my mother with her grandbabies. It also surprised me who Lydia was being with the boys. I thought she would carry her resentment towards me to them. The boys would be mostly with me in their early years so it would give her some time to figure out how to cope. Hopefully by then either my former mates will have worked on things or I would have raised my children to be strong enough to stand up for them selves.
Lydia wasn’t the only problem, Eric was having a hard time. His anger was red hot, poring out of his body. Even Marc was clearly having trouble calming him. On top of that I noticed he was not bonding with the boys at all. He looked at them like it caused him physically pain
