(Unknown point of view)
I hide in the bushes making sure that bastard’s grandparents do not see me, ‘god I hate him so much’. I cannot believe that he got the life I should have had but that fuckface did not want to give me the life that I should have had. I cannot help the smile that starts to form on my face, ‘I am going to take everything off of you Ryan, just wait and see’ I think to myself as I wait for the coast to be clear.
(Lynda’s point of view)
Last night, Ivy only woke up once for a feed. Bless Ryan because he wanted to get up and feed our daughter, but because I did not pump any milk last night, I had to feed her. I smile as I think about how Ryan was with Ivy. I thought Ryan would be scared of being a dad, but he looks so natural with Ivy. I know that my doubts mean nothing
