Belong with them
His jaw was set so hard I could see a muscle working in the side of it.
"I am not your fucking baby. I am not your anything," he retorted angrily.
His right hand had curled into a fist at his side. I reached over and put my hand over it.
He tensed. Then, slowly, he turned his hand over and held mine.
"You want what's yours," he repeated, his voice dropping even lower. "You left my son on a doorstep. In the cold. Fifteen days old. I can fucking kill you right now." He took one step toward her, and she actually moved back. "I could make your life very, very difficult right now, Bella. The only reason I am not is that you carried him. That is the only grace you are getting from me. Use it wisel
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