She folds the documentation and places it back in the envelope, then pushes it away like it’s poison. “Wait. Is this why you’ve been so willing to be here for me and the baby? I’ve been asking myself why after all this time you’d do this and...” Lennon trails off.
I know she doesn’t mean it the way it came out or maybe she does. I tense up, not sure how to respond, but I’m offended. Her words make it seem as if I’m using her or something to have a baby, which is so f*****g far from the truth. I already feel like less of a man because I can’t give anyone a family, but for her to think I’ve only been nice to her to have one is absurd.
“Are you serious? How could you think that?” My questions come out harsher than I intend, but my emotions and adrenaline are high.
Lennon pulls her bottom l
