Xavier (Grease) POV
The nursery rooms are done, dinner is eaten, and my woman is leaning against my chest as we look at photos on the large screen.
We laughed at the traditional pose of a naked baby on a rug, of trophy days; Demetri was fit and a good athlete, at graduation and the final year ball, Dianne proudly at his side; the love in their eyes couldn't be denied.
All was going so well; we were the most relaxed we had been in days.
"Stop, leave that picture up," Cora called out. I couldn't see anything wrong with the picture. Demetri wore a strained smile, but I couldn't see why until Cora spoke; my blood ran cold, and I wanted to go out there and punch that man in the face. The more I hear about Demetri's father, the more I hate him; he was an evil bastarrd. He hurt my girl.
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