She hit him again before his arms went around her, Elle still struggled with him. But then once the tears started she clutched on to him “I just want my son…” she whispered in between her gasp for air. “I might not be the best mother, but he is mine.” she shuddered his arms as she leaned more against him.
Elle hated Peter so much right now, mainly for some times he was right with the things he said. He was the only friend she truly had, minus Adam, who she really didn’t trust. “I am not bad..” she whispered “I am not. He was right there and then he was gone.”