Chapter 128 “What Are You Doing”

• “Where’s your baby?” my mom asked, her eyes trailing over the living room. There were still a few toys on the ground, and there was a stack of diapers on the floor beside the couch.
• “Sleeping.” I stepped slightly closer to Elliot. “I’m not moving back in with you guys. I have a life here, and a family.” I paused for a moment and then swallowed slightly roughly. “And a pack.”
• Sorrow filled my mom’s eyes. “I know we messed up, Lizzy. We were confused and hurt. And we just wanted you to have a good life—we were worried you’d be sacrificing everything.”