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My son comes first.
Marissa's POV I am reluctant to let Ethan go. I am enjoying every moment I'm spending with him. But we are also watching little Eric in case he wakes up. Here's my baby, but I want to spend time with his daddy. I do not know why I feel this way, and I do not understand why. I am not angry at him for misleading me all these years about who Eric's father is. All I know is that I am happy it is not Liam. I am relieved that Ethan is the father of my child rather than Liam. I know for years I have fought that Liam was my son's father. "I cannot go home until Nathan's me change shifts. Would you mind if I took a nap on one of your sofas? I had a tough day. We met to decide who the Godfather of the Italian Mafia in America would be. I can tell you it's not me. It is Francesco de Silva. It is t
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