Eleanor’s POV"Excuse me, Zayn, who is he?" Please do not tell me he is your son, by blood. I might find myself crying in the late hours of the night, alongside lone wolves howling. Regrettably, if this is truly your life, I have no other option than to accept it. They even have names that sort of complements each other. I mean, Zach and Zayn is such a great name for a father and a son."Are you particularly worried that he is my biological son?" He asks, grinning."W-why should I be concerned about that? I mean, of course, you should have let me know because I am your… uhm, you know." I averted my gaze to avoid his teasing eye contact. I cannot persevere proceeding to say that I am his wife because the child is completely staring at me and based on his looks, he can already understand things."After all, you're my wife, and I should have made you aware.""Wife?" The boy wondered aloud with his irresistible and adorable face."This is Eleanor, Zach, and she is my wife.""Hmm," He bega
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