Mackenzie’s POV
I’m fed up, I’ve been in the hospital for hours whilst they prodded and poked me, two police officers making me go over what happened again and again until I wanted to scream.
A nurse tried to take Maxton from me so we could both be examined, but the toddler screamed and kicked until they let him go again. He curled into my lap, refusing to move until Callan walked into our assessment bay when he released me and jumped at the man who caught him easily.
The soldier is now sitting in a chair beside me, my son wrapped around him, his exhausted body having finally given up, pulling him into sleep. I look over at them both, my chest tightening as I watch Callan gently rubbing Maxton’s back as he sleeps, a small smile tilting up his lips.
Seeing me watching him, the soldier’s ……
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