Eric's p.o.v
Months later
"Shut those kids up Eric. I need peace and quiet." Beatrice yells. "Kids, stop making so much noise, come, lets go outside. Lets let Mommy Bea rest." I say. "She's not our mom" Victoria whispers and walks outside. This little girl is always talking back, but I know I can not snap. I can't mess up again. I have been on Vanessa's good side lately. She makes my life so much easier. She brings the kids to me and she comes and picks them up here too. I know that wasn't the deal, but she is kind and she knows I have a lot going on, so she doesn't mind picking up my slack. For the past couple of months or now that Beatrice has gotten further into the pregnancy, she has been complaining about the kids. I do feel bad. She always said she would love them as her own. She e
