"I don't want him having any sort of custody!" she let out, not angry at Drystan, but unable to help her tone. "I could get her for three-hundred and sixty four days out of the year and that one last day will kill me."
She had to prove that Chester was a threat. Who would refuse a weekend visitation sort of thing, with a father who 'wants' to be in his daughter's life? That's what the courts wanted, children services loved hearing those kind of stories...no, it wouldn't take much for Chester to get some visitation, and it made Bess absolutely sick.
Her eyes flicked over to Drystan at his question, her tongue twisting furiously in her mouth. How did Sadie feel?
"She thinks you're her father, that's what she feels," Bess let out quickly, feeling her face heat up at the statement. It was the truth, her daughter had been obsessed with dads since a recent trip to the Weasleys and a tea party with Arthur ensued, "--she's never met Chester to feel anything."
Though when she was kidnapped, Bess was sure Sadie and Chester had some quality time. Her skin crawled at the thought.
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