son's

is dad was, but I always find a way to dodge the topic. I didn't want to tell Liam about Scott-it wou

yes full of hope. My tongue felt tied as

le man, I

etting how he never wanted him in the first place. If he had, he wouldn't have told me to get rid of him when he was still a fetus.

my daddy? All my classmates talk about their daddies and how they play

tt had no place in his life. Scott's face mirrored his guilt as he watched Liam speak. I knew

rk brown hair. His blue eyes and brown hair were an undeniable reflection of Scott. "Listen

who smiled at him. It was a genuine smile, but I di

my daddy?" Liam asked with an innocent

ust a child, unaware of the past. "I'm sure Aunt Hilda is looking for

e my daddy. I don't have a daddy-please make him m

enced him immediately. He seemed surprised by my transformatio

His insistence on wanting Scott to be his father, despite my clear objections, was

he walked away. The guilt of raising my voice at him weighed heavily on

him," Scott said, trying to

lecture me, Scott?" I snapp

ouldn't have yelled at our son like that. H

ret flickered in Scott's eyes, but I didn't care. He opened his mouth to

, and I love him more than anything. I wouldn't have raised my voice at him if you hadn't shown up here. Do me a fa

e guests, but Scott's presence had already ruined

e loved looking at the pictures. However, this time, he wasn't smiling. I

. "Can I come in?" I asked timidly, feeling like a child seeking forgivenes

dsome son read

mmy," he replied with a small smi

books with amazing pictures," I said, demonstrating enthusiasti

. You know Mommy doesn't usually do that, rig

ng to you at first," he said, smiling. I ruff

ike we look alike. He has my dark brown hai

lied, guilt swirling within me. I couldn't let Scott back into o

ee lots of animals, but I don't understan

ecause he was mad at me but because he couldn't make sense

will read it to you," I sa

kissed me. "I l

rough, I never thought I'd find so much happine