Chapter 36

He had always admired and appreciated her-until much, much later, when he found out she was actually Bellamy's birth mother. And then saw for himself how she treated Bellamy. That was when the cracks started to show. He just couldn't wrap his head around it-how could someone so warm and kind to other people's kids treat her own daughter like she meant nothing? Bellamy was the sweetest, brightest person he knew. What justified that level of hate? That kind of abandonment? He dug into the past, turned everything upside down trying to figure it out. Still came up empty. But Fraser being Fraser, he was convinced he'd find a way to fix it all. So he hung on tight, refusing to give up on either of them-neither her nor Bellamy. ***** It was already way past midnight when Fraser got home from the gala. Bellamy's always been a light sleeper-one tiny noise and she's wide awake. Fraser tiptoed around, but still ended up waking her. He sat down softly by the bed, leaned down to gently cup her slig