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Devin's jaw dropped. "He called you a whore?" How dare he! Devin thought in anger. He knew very well she wasn't a whore, and that if she was then as was he. Devin was instantly fuming. "Keelin, you are not a whore. You both made a mistake, but at least Aiden proved himself unworthy to play the part of a father sooner than later."

Devin held her tighter, rocking gently as Keelin cried. She wanted to place a hex on the bastard! There had to be some sort of store that would sell items for witches in town. Devin was seriously considering turning to the black arts to give Aiden what he deserved.

"Keelin," Devin lifted her face up with two fingers under Keelin's chin. "This isn't exactly a bad thing. Yes, what he said was outrageous and I'd do anything to put him six feet under the ground. But at least now you may find a suitable father." Devin couldn't tell if she was getting through to her; Keelin's face was already washed out by her tears. "This is the first step towards a better future now."

(Haha, thanks! :D)