Page 67 of Her Sweet Surrender
Marquis held out his hands and took the infant, gesturing to Celestia to join him. She smiled down at the child, taking her tiny hand. “Aren’t you a precious thing?”
Brie remembered how intently the baby had stared at Kylie just a few hours ago. It crushed her to know this little baby would never know her mother.
It was horribly unfair.
Tears pricking her eyes, Brie fought against them, not wanting to add to Faelan’s pain.
Marquis looked down at the child and smiled warmly. “Welcome to the world, little one.”
The baby squirmed in his arms and began to cry.
Celestia gently asked Faelan, “Would it be okay if the nurse instructed me on how to feed her? I’ve never had the privilege before.”
Letting out a long, anguished sigh, Faelan turned and stared out the window. After several seconds, he gave a curt nod.
Celestia quietly followed the nurse out of the room with the fussing baby. They left a painful silence in their wake.
“What am I supposed to do?” Faelan demanded angrily. “This was supposed to be the best day of our lives.” His whole body started shaking. “I can’t go back to an empty home. I won’t!”
“I would like you and your daughter to stay with us,” Marquis answered evenly.
Faelan turned on him, narrowing his eyes. “You can’t make this all better, Asher.”
Marquis met his intense gaze without flinching. “No, I can’t.”
“I want my wife back! I want…” His voice trailed off. “…Kylie to be fucking here with me.”
Brie choked on the growing lump in her throat. “I’m so sorry, Faelan.”
He glanced at her. “You were there. You’re the only one who understands.”
She nodded, filled with overwhelming grief. “I can’t believe she’s gone.”
“Kylie is everything to me,” he stated, his gaze boring into her.
“I know,” Brie whispered.
“She is the one who got me through the heartbreak after Mary. She’s the one who helped me heal from the guilt of killing Trevor.” Faelan unconsciously brushed the eye patch on his left eye, “She made me whole again after Russia. I became a better man because of her.” He stared back out the window. “But none of it matters now.”
Brie felt a prickling sensation when she heard his last words.
“It does matter,” Sir insisted. “You have a child to care for.”
Faelan turned on him, his eyes flashing in a warning. “Don’t even go there…”
Instead of backing down, Sir moved closer. “You don’t have the luxury of giving up, Wallace. You have a daughter who needs you.”
Faelan howled in rage, slamming Sir’s chest hard with both fists. The impact pushed him backward.
Sir steadied himself and looked Faelan in the eye. “Do that again.”
“Are you seriously trying to provoke me at a time like this? What the fuck is wrong with you!”
“Now is not the time,” Marquis warned Sir.
Sir raised his hand to Marquis. “Stay out of this, Gray.”
Brie stared at the two men, trembling in fear.
