"Alright, you'll pay for it," Theo stated flatly, his forehead creasing. "You'll pay for my new place, for my daughter's bills, and for child support. I think that it's the least that you can do. I don't want half of your business or hundreds of thousands or any other kind of payday, but it would be stupid of me not to ask for your support until I've raised my daughter."

"I don't want you to go," Natasha snarled.

"I get it, but if you stay, we're just going to continue to go round and round on the same thing again and again. I don't want to want you, Natasha. But...