“She has my eyes.”
I looked down.
“Yes.”
His voice nearly disappeared.
“Can I hold her?”
I hesitated.
Everything in me was still angry.
But Ivy was not a punishment.
And whatever Julian had done to me, he was still her father.
I stepped closer.
“Sit down.”
He immediately obeyed.
I carefully placed Ivy in his arms.
Julian looked at her as though someone had handed him the entire world.
His hands trembled.
“Hi.”
Ivy opened one blue eye.
Then the dark one.
