SYDNEY"Mother," I groaned under my breath, placing Titus into his crib. It took me a while to get a male name close to Tatum's but I eventually found one to my liking. Quade still insisted on calling him Wolfe, though."Sydney," Lucille greeted, reluctantly stepping into the room. I was too tired to fight her.Some part of me, the little girl that still craved to have her biological mother's affection sort off rejoiced at the fact she came. The logical part of me, however, still grew angry whenever I thought of Lucille's life decisions."I'm glad you and the baby are okay," she smiled but it's faltered. Those eyes of hers, chocolate brown orbs that eerily reminded me of my own turned glassy, "thank you for letting me see him.""He's your grandson and," I paused, shifting my gaze to sleeping, Titus. He had a warped sleeping schedule — by that, I meant he hardly slept
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