A need to vent

~Camila’s POV~

I awoke early to make my way to the Grayston house. I informed Grandma that today I would be preparing lunch. I wanted to do something for them because they helped me get full custody of Liam. Of course, I didn’t tell them that I was going to be cooking as a result of what they had done for me beforehand. I got in my car and drove to the house with my son. I am an even prouder mother right now, and no one, not even the woman who gave birth to him, can change that. The only respect I have for Claudia is that she gave birth to my child. I will only respect her for that and that’s all. Liam is my baby, not hers. I’m not expecting her to love him; it’s obvious she doesn’t care about him at all. It is a plus in my books. Liam will always refer to me as his mother and I will continue to spoil him until he asks me to stop. Not that when he finally asks, I will stop. I will take care of him without fear of him being taken away from me. Liam is entirely mine. I’m willing to die