C146 Let's give Bella a happy home

Cathleen's gaze was ice, her form rigid as she confronted the impossible scene before her. The weight of her stare pinned Xavier down, even as he cradled the infant—allegedly theirs—in his arms. Her lips trembled, a single tear carving a path down her flushed cheek. Anguish and disbelief warred in her eyes.

"Xavier, I know I blamed you for her death, but this baby isn't our Bella," she asserted