Sammy’s face falls. “What’s wrong, baby?” I whisper. “I don’t want you to marry Dad.” I crouch down in front of him. “Why not?” He twists his little hands in front of him. “Because if he gets cranky then you will leave.” I smile and Julian rolls his eyes. "No, I won't baby. I like your dad… even when he's cranky." Julian smirks.
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