Levi's p.o.v
Months past and I never really talked to anyone, I'm not the father and it's killing me, I was leading myself on and on for what!
I still can't stand seeing them happy every single day, with what could of been my child.
I'm leaving, I'm gonna leave and live on my own from now on.
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I began to pack my bags in my room, whilst I did I heard Eren and Petra in a argument.
"You never help me out with the baby!" Petra yelled.
"I do so! But you never give me her!"
"Your always out that's why! Levi's more a father then you are!"
Oh no...don't bring me into this Petra.
"Fine! Be with him! I don't care anymore! But he ain't getting my baby!" He yelled.
I then heard the baby crying, then didn't hear her over the yelling, guess I got to see to her.
I went to there bedroom and looked into the crib. She stopped crying the moment she saw me.
"It would be less trouble if you weren't here..." I sighed. I leaned down and picked her up.
"D-addy.." She whispered. I fiddled with my bangs.
"No I'm not your daddy." I told her.
"Yeah...you are.." I turned around to see Petra at the door. "She's yours."
