Chapter 84
- CHARLEE
- “Can I please hold her? It’s literally my birthday. I can demand whatever I want,” Mitchell says, gently taking baby Addison from Tess. I’m watching her fine auburn hair, bound in a white ribbon, her eyes glinting just like her father’s. My baby makes a face and spurts a little milk on Mitchell, and everyone laughs.
- “That’s a sign, people! She loves me more than her own parents,” Mitchell says with a laugh.