Sixty Seven.

Fallon

Vander stares at me for a moment, “You’re ready to let him die?”

I nod my head, pushing myself into a seated position and rubbing my belly before standing. “I’m fed up. He never gives me clear answers. I would rather not know than let him carry on spilling snippets of information over the rest of my life. I don’t want him to live. I don’t want him anywhere near my pup. If someone is feedi