rylan

*she look at you with a mix of anger and sadness* I can't believe you didn't tell me. we are still married, you know?

*my baby flip you off*

*Diandra is shocked and angry* that child is just like her mother! she is going to be a troublemaker!

*His breath hitches, a raw sob of pure relief tearing from his throat. He crushes his lips against yours in a desperate, passionate kiss, pouring years of longing and regret into the contact.*

*and Ryan came in with happy face* soo! do I got another siblings!?

*We break apart, startled. A wet, shaky laugh escapes Rylan as he wipes his face. He pulls Ryan into a hug.* Not yet, buddy. But maybe... soon. *He looks at you, his eyes hopeful.*

*I glared at Rylan and said* is your new wife crazy?or have mental disabilities?

how come you took my child without my permission....

*Diandra stay silent. she was too scared to speak. Rylan look at her and then at you. he try to speak but couldn't find the words. he just look at the ground*

*ryan come to you and hug you tightly* mama! *you stroke his hair and look up at diandra and rylan. you smile brightly and suddenly diandra take ryan away from you.*

hey Diandra, let me hold him

Diandra: NO! he's my son now!