** Ryder’s POV **

I’m a father. There’s no doubt about it. This boy is mine. A good mix of me and his mother.

The boy runs to me like I’m some kind of long-lost hero. I’m not. I’m the bad guy in this scenario. The selfish villain that left his mother alone and pregnant so I could live a life without her.

It doesn’t matter that I did it with the best intentions for her, because it turns out it was the worst thing I could have done.

My son wraps his tiny arms around my legs. He ...