Chapter 37

Brandon fell silent for a moment before looking at her, “I’m really sorry. I took you for granted before.”

“It’s not on you, we just want different things out of life, Sophia said, absentmindedly stirring her milk. When her lips pursed slightly, she looked up at him, “Can you just let me go? I won’t strip you of your rights as a father. You can see her, even take her to stay with you from time to time. Just let me have custody.”

Brandon’s milk hung in the air as he paused, then slowly set it down, looking at Sophia, “Sophia, I can’t do that.”

“It’s not fair to her either, Brandon said. “She might need a more stable environment to grow up in.

“And what about me? Is that fair?” Sophia asked softly, “Does having a child mean all my feelings and decisions have to revolve around her? Before I’m a mom, I need to be me first. I have my own thoughts, emotions, and life to live.”

Brandon pinched the metal spoon in his milk glass with his long fingers, his eyelids slightly drooped, as if deep in thought

Sophia didn’t make another sound to disturb him, just sipped her milk quietly.

As the rich creamy flavor slid down her throat, it used to be a taste of heaven, but hormonal changes during pregnancy quickly turned this delight into an emetic.

Before the milk even reached her stomach, the familiar nausea surged within Sophia. She instinctively pressed her

to her chest and turned

up, walked over to her, pulling out a tissue with one hand while

voice tinged with an almost imperceptible

her head slightly,

already a step ahead, bringing the

the cool

lukewarm water, Brandon frowned at

nodded, “Much

palm on her shoulder, gently soothing the discomfort from the nausea. His hand now picked up a freshly squeezed strawberry kiwi juice, offering it

the fresh juice slightly

pregnancy sickness the first time, Brandon

had done was being put to use, even the breakfast he prepared

never denied that Brandon would be a good father, and even when

Brandon’s diet, and she

rushed to school after breakfast. The topic of letting her go, interrupted by the morning sickness, was never

drove her to the

pick you up after class,” he said

neither declined nor nodded, just softly told him. “You should

slight nod, watching her enter the school building before driving

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