"You have a kid?" Six years later, Wyatt stood in front of me, his eyes narrowing like a storm was brewing behind them.
"Who's the father?"
"We broke up when I got pregnant," I said casually.
"What a jerk. He never loved you," Wyatt muttered.
I never thought Wyatt would bring up love. Six years ago, he pushed me away when I was pregnant. Now, I'm back because our son is sick, and I need another baby with Wyatt to save him.
