Chapter Forty Six
A few uneventful months have passed. I’ve been spending plenty of time with baby Belle, as has William. Yesterday she called him dad, and I froze.
“Mama, papa, shouldn’t we start heading home soon? It’s late on a school night.”
Will and I both froze before looking at each other.
“How do I respond?” he mouthed.
“How you always do” I responded with a shrug.
“Yeah, that’s a good point, baby Belle. Let’s head home.” He said.
Right now we’re sitting and discussing options with Bella.
“Of course I’d like to adopt her. Truthfully it wouldn’t change much either than giving both of us clarity that we have the right to be called mom and dad by her. My main worry is as to whether or not you’re okay with this.” I tell Will over lunch in the office.
“Artemis-”
“It’s Amara
