"If you want to be her father, then stop fighting with me and hurting her." She swallowed tightly. "Your parents came back. I came back. Stop making excuses and own up to your choices. I don't have to be here for ages to understand that my husband would have waited for me. You didn't. Right now that's all I have to work with, and you can't - you can't push me right now, Teddy. You're right. I don't get this place. And this is all too much at once. So please," she begged, "be the Teddy I remember and stop hurting me like this."
Victoire blinked away hot tears and turned toward the door. "I want you to be part of her life, too. Don't make me restrict that because of your girlfriend. Please. You might trust her, but I don't, and she just destroyed my life. This is our daughter, not hers. I get to have some say. This is my life, too, and this is all I'm asking for. After all you've done - please. I don't think it's too much."