Chapter Two Hundred Fifty

Emily.

Every single time, whenever Ian speaks about wanting his son, the child we both had together I always feel there’s something behind it. He wouldn’t just show up to ask for his child….someone he hasn’t asked for in years if he didn’t want anything.

I looked at him to be sure he was serious about what just said, but he looked serious. Standing in front of me with his hands tucked in his pockets, his eyes staring into my soul I knew that he was serious.

“Are you even listening to me?” He asked and all I could was nod.

“Yes, you said something about taking the case to court?” He nodded.

“What case exactly?” I asked.

“I need to gain parental rights to my child Emily, he’s biologically mine and I have every right to get my child back from them,” he explained.

“Have you ever wondered if that child wants to stay with any of us?”

“Have you ever wondered if what he wants is to stay far away from us? Stay away from our horrible lifestyle?” I asked as I got up from the bed.

If we