Chapter 149 His Part In It

• Kade POV
• Yesterday was a disaster. The kind of day that leaves you feeling like you’ve been run over by a damn truck, then backed over just to make sure the job was done. We’ve been calling her baby, just baby, but Nikolai found a note in her bag, something with her name on it. Harlow. That’s what Amelia called her. It feels strange, knowing now, putting a name to the tiny thing that spent the entire night screaming her lungs out.
• Why the fuck do babies need to eat so much? They’re tiny, fragile little things, you’d think one bottle would be enough to last at least eight hours, but no. Every three hours, like a goddamn alarm clock from hell, she was wailing, demanding food like she hadn’t just been fed. I don’t know how the hell people do this every day and survive.