Adele's pov

Las Vegas…

'Momma, my momma, my momma" Davis cried.

Since we (Clark and I) brought him home from school, he's been crying for his momma…

And he refused to keep quiet, no matter what we do to make him stop crying.

A tired and frustrated groan left my mouth, I shut my eyes and puffed out some air.

'Come on, Davis… stop crying ok?" I said.

He shook his head in disagreement and continued crying.. louder than before.

'I want my ...