Mrs. Kensington's POV

"I told you times without number, Gerrard, that you should take that picture out, but you wouldn't listen," I yelled.

"I know, and I am sorry that I didn't do that on time. I am sorry our daughter got to see, it's just—"

"It's just what, Gerrard? Why are you holding back? What's wrong with you, for Christ's sake?"

"It's hard to let her go!" he blurted out, his voice a little louder.

I scoffed. "Seriously, Gerrard? So you would choose an adopted child over your ...